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[00:09.69]Woo-hoo
[00:12.67]Hahaha
[00:15.13]Guess who's back?
[00:17.88]Mommy, we're home
[00:21.93]Say hello to my little friends
[00:25.36]DJ Muggs, Soul Assassins, Cypress Hill
[00:29.50]Everybody, put your hands where my eyes can see
[00:32.78]Everywhere we go people know we roll deep as fuck
[00:35.03]Forty fifty Samoans, they knowin' when D-Bo was
[00:37.76]50, Tweezy, Obie, there won't be no ho in us
[00:40.66]They pop shit like they're gonna do shit but no one does
[00:43.22]From New York down to Texas, back up to Los Angeles
[00:45.99]We've changed the way we move, so man up if you can't adjust
[00:48.63]You may end up gettin' rushed by too many to handle us (ha)
[00:51.53]It's funny, I guess money does have its advantages
[00:54.18]And it isn't that we just think that we can't be touched
[00:56.52]It's not like we're just feelin' ourselves that much
[00:59.24]It's just, that if someone ever does put us in the clutch
[01:01.85]We just know that y'all ain't gon' be the one who's gon' do it
[01:04.54]'Cause first of all you're pussy and everybody can see that
[01:07.50]You fuck around get caught in a spot that you shouldn't be at
[01:10.19]That you got no business bein' in, we ain't even gon' be in it
[01:12.89]No one's gonna hear nothing, no one's gonna see this shit
[01:15.76]And they'll be in and up out it, them boys is 'bout it, 'bout it
[01:18.16]And the noise from clips and rounds'll be drowned out by the crowd
[01:20.83]And you'll be layin' on the ground gettin' trampled by people dancing
[01:23.55]'Til the club closes and clears out
[01:24.84]And that's when they see you flattened
[01:26.12]Nobody saw it happen, all 'cause your jaws are flappin'
[01:28.88]And you couldn't stop yappin' and took it past rappin'
[01:31.58]It ain't about the music no more, it's 'bout trying to show off
[01:34.41]And it feels like any minute the bomb is about to go off
[01:37.34]Shit's about to change, 'cause we ain't playin' no games
[01:39.70]We ain't budgin', neither are they, and we ain't sayin' no names
[01:42.38]Shit just ain't the same, when the AK's get to sprayin'
[01:45.06](Hip hop is in a state of 9-1-1)
[01:47.78]It ain't about hip hop, 'cause those days are gone
[01:50.47]It ain't about tryna rip shots to get props no more
[01:53.13]It's about try not to get popped, and get dropped to the floor
[01:55.70]'Cause (hip hop is in a state of 9-1-1)
[01:58.73]Took a step off my holster 'cause shit it's gettin' serious
[02:01.30]All theses drugs you be fuckin' with make you delirious
[02:03.72]Thinking you comin' with heat, yo son, I'm curious
[02:06.73]How long are you gonna hate us and judge us and jury us?
[02:09.44]Some people can never fade us, that make us so furious
[02:12.05]Mistake us for fakers, homie, we greater and glorious
[02:14.72]We livin' for real and others just makin' the stories up
[02:17.37]Illusions are broken, so live it up, you corny fucks
[02:20.29]If you take a fuckin' minute to think about what you've done
[02:22.96]When you stood against a gangsta who live and die by the gun
[02:25.70]Caught a hot one, sprayin' you bitches 'til there is none
[02:28.27]I'm like a Rolling Stone, homie, I got you under my thumb
[02:30.96]You silly little bitches can end up right up in ditches
[02:33.58]We cut you and give you stitches for envyin' all our riches
[02:36.25]Your game's just like a midget, you're clockin' a small digit
[02:38.83]Dealin' with the Giant Goliath, people, that's how we live it, come on
[02:42.02]Shit's about to change, 'cause we ain't playin' no games
[02:44.48]We ain't budgin', neither are they, and we ain't sayin' no names
[02:47.17]Shit just ain't the same, when the AK's get to sprayin'
[02:50.05](Hip hop is in a state of 9-1-1)
[02:52.46]It ain't about hip hop, 'cause those days are gone
[02:55.05]It ain't about tryna rip shots to get props no more
[02:58.04]It's about try not to get popped, and get dropped to the floor
[03:00.60]'Cause (hip hop is in a state of 9-1-1)
[03:03.36]Uh, gangsta, gangsta who come to pay you a visit
[03:05.71]On this shit you call hip hop, this function is where did it
[03:08.67]When I put it in motion, my focus is gettin' branded
[03:11.24]My appetite for destruction is blasted because I said it
[03:13.98]Got you stumbling for cover, this music dyin' in numbers
[03:16.61]But you wouldn't pause and wonder, admittin' it's all glamour
[03:19.65]When you enter the business you thinkin' you runnin' shit
[03:22.22]You witness that funny shit, your bitches, they ain't shit
[03:24.91]We gangsta, we blast first, ask questions later
[03:27.57]All these imitators parading like they some playas
[03:30.57]Tryna save hip hop, the task is somethin' greater
[03:33.26]'Cause we old fashioned coded with loyalty motivators
[03:35.92]Get caught, I'm not tellin', or more like killin' not carin'
[03:38.38]I'm ridin' a gangsta feeling, no fearin' when gangsta's dyin'
[03:41.22]I'm in a full circle with homies that's supposed to bleed
[03:43.99]On an 8 Mile mission with Cypress and OG's
[03:46.84]Shit's about to change, 'cause we ain't playin' no games
[03:49.12]We ain't budgin', neither are they, and we ain't sayin' no names
[03:51.57]Shit just ain't the same, when the AK's get to sprayin'
[03:54.50](Hip hop is in a state of 9-1-1)
[03:57.11]It ain't about hip hop, 'cause those days are gone
[03:59.81]It ain't about tryna rip shots to get props no more
[04:02.53]It's about try not to get popped, and get dropped to the floor
[04:05.13]'Cause (hip hop is in a state of 9-1-1)
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