Luyện nghe bài hát 9-1-1

Wahoo, guess who's
Mommy, we're
Say hello to my little
DJ Muggs, Soul Assassins, Hill
Everybody, put your hands where my can see

Everywhere we go people that we roll deep as fuck
Fourty fifty Samoans, they knowing D-Bo was 50
Tweezy, Obie won't be no hoe in us
They pop shit they gon do shit but no one does

From New York to Texas, back up to Los Angeles
changed the way we move so man up if you can't adjust
You may end up getting rushed by too many to us
funny, I guess money does have its advantages

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

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

And they'll be in and up out of it, them is bout it, bout it
The noise from 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 when see you flatened
Nobody saw it happen, all your jaws are flapping
And you couldn't stop and took it past rapping
It ain't about the music no more, it's 'bout trying to off
And it feels any minute the bomb is 'bout to go off

about to change, 'cause we ain't playing no games
We ain't budging 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 hip hop, 'cause those days are gone
It ain't trying rip shots, to get props no more
It's about not to get popped and get dropped to the floor
'Cause hip hop is in a of 911

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

Some people can fade us, that make us so furious
Mistake us for fakers, we greater 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 you've done
When you stood against a gangsta who and die by the gun
Got a hot one, you bitches till there is none
I'm like a stone homie, I got you under my thumb

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

About to change, we ain't playing no games
We ain't budging are they, we ain't saying no names
just ain't the same, when the Aks gettin' sprayed
'Cause hip hop is in a of 911

It ain't about hip hop, 'cause those 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

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

Got you stumbling for cover, music dying in numbers
But you wouldn't and wonder, admitting it's all glamor
you enter the business you thinking you running shit
You witness funny shit, your bitches they ain't shit

We we blast first, ask questions later
All these parading like they some playas
Trying to save hip hop the task is greater
'Cause we old fashioned coded with loyalty

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

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

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