WESTSIDE CONNECTION lyrics : "call 9-1-1"
This right here is considered a banger
Delivered With anger, your life is in danger
Beware of them strangers, holdin' them flamers
Them naggers were swagger, 'cause they keep it gangsta
Just face it, I blaze %#@!
Yo %#@! is basic, my %#@! is matrix
Make you erase %#@!
^!$$%z won't say %#@!, but DJs you ain't %#@!
'cause you don't play %#@!, unless it's that gay %#@!
I'm straight off the slave ship, my style is ancient
I'm rich and I'm famous, I'm more, I'm dangerous
I came wit that language, it's mad, it's brainless
You study at Cambridge, I'm f**kin' yo main (*##$
Plus my ebonics is full, of gin and tonic, erotic
Yeah you got it, hypnotic, plus sycotic, brrr
After nine eleven ^!$$%z got patriotic
On nine twelve I'm like f**k it ^!$$% blaze the chronic
Call nine eleven, then call your reverand
Then call heaven, here I come lord
Live by the gun, die by the gun
A eye for an eye when you live and die by this war
This right here is considered a banger
Delivered With anger, your life is in danger
Beware of them strangers, holdin' them flamers
Them naggers were swagger, 'cause they keep it gangsta
Yeah, now it's the mornin' after the night I just rolled
9-1-1 ain't a area code it's a gangsta mode
And I'm still in amazement on how I put it down
Emptied round after round rat-tat-tat was the sound
Now understand the situation, it was urgent
We, handeled this emergency urgently
I can't just have no ^!$$% out there just workin' me, jerkin' me
Talkin' all kind of %#@!, dishin dirt on me, %#@!
He was a local ^!$$% sheisty and didn't wanna pay up
So I got dressed in all black and loaded the K up
And all I could think about is revenge as I lit the J up
And even though it was late night, I still f**ked his whole day up
It was child's play, the youngster took me for a joke
Not knowin' Mack a maniac and I love dat gun smoke
Make sparks in my barrel, %#@! flew through his apparel
Stupid motherf**ker lost his life over dinero
Call nine eleven, then call your reverand
Then call heaven, here I come lord
Live by the gun, die by the gun
A eye for an eye when you live and die by this war
This right here is considered a banger
Delivered With anger, your life is in danger
Beware of them strangers, holdin' them flamers
Them naggers were swagger, 'cause they keep it gangsta
It ain't safe no f**kin' mo'
I swear on everything I love, my hood, my momma, my soul
This motherf**kin' Dub, is hall of bang ^!$$%, I claim ^!$$%
Like PCP to the brain, it's like kel runnin my fame ^!$$%
White lightnin' I'm sippin', snickerin', slippin' the crip
And like a fiend, I tremble, shiver and them blow your doam to smitherens
Act up, no actor, starch crease ragger
Dick harder than !@*9, Dub push your ick backwards
Connect alumni, but the gun high
Bloods and crips and when we touch down we turn ^!$$%z hoods into the Gaza Strip
Squeeze lead, to the y'all dead, 'cause I'm f**ked up in the can and I
F**k a (*##$ over whether she can blew or all red
The industry most hated, ^!$$% get at us, we ready, Dub, Mack and Cube
Like Saddam, Bin Laden and no jag in the Chevy
Back again, momma there go that man again
Grab the gun, them ^!$$%z on one
Call 9-1-1
This right here is considered a banger
Delivered With anger, your life is in danger
Beware of them strangers, holdin' them flamers
Them naggers were swagger, 'cause they keep it gangsta
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