Luyện nghe bài hát 9-1-1

Wahoo, guess back?
Mommy, we're
Say hello to my friends
DJ Muggs, Assassins, Cypress Hill
Everybody, put your where my eyes can see

we go people know that we roll deep as fuck
Fourty Samoans, they knowing when D-Bo was 50
Tweezy, Obie there be no hoe in us
They pop like they gon do shit but no one does

From New York down to Texas, back up to Los
We've the way we move so man up if you can't adjust
You may end up rushed by too many to handle us
It's funny, I guess money have its advantages

And it isn't that we think that we can't be touched
It's not like just feeling ourselves that much
It's just, that if ever does put us in the clutch
We just know y'all ain't gon be the one who's gon do it

'Cause first of all you're pussy and everybody can see
You around, get caught in a spot that you shouldn't be at
you got no business being in, we ain't even gon be in it
No one's gunna hear nothing, no one's gunna see this

And they'll be in and up out of it, them boys is it, bout it
The from [unverified] be drowned out by the crowd
And you'll be laying on the getting trampled by people dancing
the club closes and clears out

And that's they see you flatened
Nobody saw it happen, all 'cause your are flapping
And you couldn't yapping and took it past rapping
It about the music no more, it's 'bout trying to show off
And it feels like any minute the is 'bout to go off

Shit's about to change, 'cause we ain't no games
We budging neither are they, we ain't saying no names
Shit just ain't the same, when the Aks gettin'
'Cause hip hop is in a of 911

It ain't about hip hop, 'cause days are gone
It ain't about trying rip shots, to get props no
It's about not to get popped and get dropped to the floor
hip hop is in a state of 911

Step off my 'cause shit it's getting serious
All theses drugs you be fucking make you delirious
you coming with heat, yo son, I'm curious
How long are you gunna hate us and us and jury us?

Some people can never fade us, make us so furious
Mistake us for fakers, homie we and glorious
We living for real and others making the stories up
Allusions are broken, so live it up, you corny

If you take a fucking minute to think about what you've
you stood against a gangsta who live and die by the gun
Got a hot one, spraying you bitches there is none
I'm like a rolling homie, I got you under my thumb

Silly little bitches can end up right up in
We cut you and give you stitches, for and all my riches
Your game's just a midget, you're clocking a small digit
Dealing with the Goliath, people that's how we live it, c'mon

About to change, 'cause we ain't playing no
We ain't budging neither are they, we saying no names
Shit just ain't the same, the Aks gettin' sprayed
'Cause hip hop is in a of 911

It ain't hip hop, 'cause those days are gone
It ain't about trying rip shots, to get props no
It's about trying not to get and get dropped to the floor
hip hop is in a state of 911

Uh, gangsta who come to pay you a visit
On shit you call hip hop, this function is where did it
I put it in motion, my focus is getting branded
My appetite for destruction is blasted because I it

Got you for cover, this music dying in numbers
But you wouldn't pause and wonder, it's all glamor
When you enter the business you you running shit
You that funny shit, your bitches they ain't shit

We gangstas we blast first, ask later
All these imitators parading like they playas
Trying to save hip hop the task is greater
we old fashioned coded with loyalty motivaters

Get caught, I'm not telling, or more killing not caring
I'm riding a feeling, no fearing when gangstas dying
I'm in a full circle with homies that's to bleed
On an 8 Mile mission Cypress and O.G.'s

About to change, we ain't playing no games
We ain't budging neither are they, we ain't no names
Shit just ain't the same, the Aks gettin' sprayed
'Cause hip hop is in a of 911

It ain't about hip hop, 'cause days are gone
It ain't about trying rip shots, to get props no
It's about trying not to get popped and get dropped to the
'Cause hip hop is in a of 911