Eminem/B-Real/Ganxsta Ridd - 911 (E, 2004) | Текст песни

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• 911 (E, 2004)

[ Eminem ]
WAAAHHHOOOOOO , hahaha (laughs)
guess who's back !?
mommy , we're home
say hello to my little friends , DJ Muggs , Soul ***assins , Cypress Hill
everybody , put your hands where my eyes can see

[ Eminem ]
everywhere we go people know that we roll deep as **** , forty fifty Samoans , they knowin´ when D-Bo was
50 , Tweezy , Obie there won't be no hoe in us , they pop **** like they gon´ do **** but no one does
from New York down to Texas , back up to Los Angeles , we've changed the way we move so man up if you can't adjust
you may end up gettin´ rushed by too many to handle us , it's funny I guess money does have its advantages
and it isn't that we just think that we can't be touched , it's not like we're just feelin´ ourselves that much
it's just , that if someone ever does put us in the clutch , we just know that y'all ain't gon´ be the one who's gon´ do it
cause first of all you're ***** and everybody can see that , you **** around get caught in a spot that you shouldn't be at
that you got no business being in , we ain't even gon´ be in it , no one's gonna hear nothin , no one's gonna see this ****
and they'll be in and up out of it , them boys is bout it , bout it , the noise from (???) be drowned out by the crowd
and you'll be layin´ on the ground gettin´ trampled by people dancin´ , till the club closes and clears out
and that's when they see you flatened , nobody saw it happen , all cause your jaws are flappin´
and you couldn't stop yappin´ and took it past rappin´ , it ain't about the music no more , it's about tryin´ to show off
and it feels like any minute the bomb is about to go off

[Chorus - Eminem]
****'s about to change , cause we ain't playin´ no games
we ain't budgin´ neither are they , we ain't sayin´ no names
**** just ain't the same , when the K's get to scream
hip hop is in a state of 911
it ain't about hip hop , cause those days are gone
it ain't about tryin rip shots , to get props no more
it's about tryin´ not to get popped , and get dropped to the floor
cause hip hop is in a state of 911

[B-Real]
step off my holster cause **** it's gettin´ serious , all these drugs you be ****in´ with make you delirious
thinkin´ you coming with heat , yo son I'm curious , how long are you gonna hate us and judge us and jury us ?
some people can never fade us , that make us so furious , mistake us for fakers , homie we great but glorious
we livin´ for real and others just makin´ the stories up , allusions are broken , so live it up , you corny ****s
if you take a ****in´ minute to think about what you've done , when you stood against the gangsta who live and die by the gun
got a hot one , sprayin´ you *****es till there is none , i'm like a rolling stone homie , I got you under my thumb
you silly little *****es can end up right up in ditches , we cut you and give you stitches , for envy and all my riches
your game's just like a midget , you're clockin´ a small digit , dealin´ with the Giant Goliath , people that's how we live it , c'mon

[Chorus]

[Ganxsta Ridd]
uh , gangsta gangsta who come to pay you a visit , on this **** you call hip hop , this function is where did it
when I put it in motion , my focus is gettin´ branded , my appetite for destruction is blasted because I said it
got you stumblin´ for cover , this music dyin´ in numbers , but you wouldn't pause and wonder , admittin it's all glamour
when you enter the business you thinkin´ you runnin **** , you witness that funny **** , your *****es they ain't ****
we gangstas we blast first , ask questions later , all these imitators parading like they some playaz
try

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