Young Tre - Call 9-1-1 lyrics

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Young Tre - Call 9-1-1 lyrics

[Hook - Ice Cube] 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, cuz they keep it gangsta [Verse 1 - Ice Cube] Just face it, I blaze sh**, yo sh** is basic My sh** is Matrix, make you erase sh** n***as won't say sh**, but DJs you ain't sh** Cuz you don't play sh**, unless it's that gay sh** I'm straight off the slave ship, my style is ancient I'm rich and I'm famous, I'm armed, I'm dangerous I came wit that language, it's mad, it's brainless You studied at Cambridge, I'm f**in' yo main b**h Plus my ebonics is full, of gin and tonic, erotic Yeah you got it, hypnotic, plus psychotic, brrr After 9-11 n***as got patriotic On nine twelve I'm like f** it n***a blaze the chronic [Hook - Ice Cube] 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 [Hook - Ice Cube] 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, cuz they keep it gangsta [Verse 2 - Mack 10] 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, handled this emergency urgently I can't just have no n***a out there just workin' me, jerkin' me Talkin' all kind of sh**, dishin dirt on me, sh** He was a local n***a 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**ed his whole day up It was child's play, the youngster took me for a joke Not knowin' Mack a maniac and I love the gun smoke Make sparks in my barrel, sh** flew through his apparel Stupid motherf**er lost his life over dinero [Hook - Ice Cube] 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 [Hook - Ice Cube] 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, cuz they keep it gangsta [Verse 3 - WC] It ain't safe no f**in' mo' I swear on everything I love, my hood, my momma, my soul This motherf**in' Dub, is hall of bang n***a, I claim n***a Like PCP to the brain, it's like kel runnin my fame n***a 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 viagra, Dub push your ick backwards Connect alumni, but the gun high Bloods and crips and when we touch down we turn n***as hoods 'til the guy Says grip Squeeze lead, to the y'all dead, cuz I'm f**ed up in the can and I f** a b**h over whether she can blew or all red The industry most hated, n***a 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 n***as on one Call 9-1-1 [Hook - Ice Cube] 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, cuz they keep it gangsta

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