笨小笨911 (Explicit)歌词由Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E.&Eminem&B-Real演唱，出自专辑《West Koasta Nostra (Explicit)》，下面是《911 (Explicit)》完整版歌词！
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911 (Explicit) - Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E
Woo-hoo
Guess who's back
Mommy we're home
Say hello to my little friends
DJ Muggs Soul Assassins Cypress Hill
Everybody put your hands where my eyes can see
Everywhere we go people know we roll deep as f**k
Forty fifty Samoans they knowin' when D-Bo was
50 Tweezy Obie there won't be no ho in us
They pop s**t like they gonna do s**t but no one does
From New York down to Texas back up to Los Angeles
We changed the way we move so man up
If you can't adjust
You may end up getting rushed
By too many to handle us Ha
It's funny I guess money does have it's advantages
And it isn't that we just think that we can't be touched
It's not like we're just feeling 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
P***y and everybody can see that
You f**k 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 nothing no one's gonna see this s**t
And they'll be in and up out of
It them boys is 'bout it 'bout it
The noise from clips and rounds be drowned out by the crowd
And you'll be laying on
The ground getting trampled by people dancing
'Til the club closes and clears out and
That's when they see you flattened
Nobody saw it happen all 'cause your jaws are flapping
And you couldn't stop yapping and took it past rapping
It ain't about the music no more
It's 'bout trying to show off
And it feels like any minute
The bomb is about to go off
S**t's about to change 'cause we ain't playin' no games
We ain't budgin' neither are they we ain't sayin' no names
S**t just ain't the same when AK's get to sprayin'
Hip-hop is in a state of 9-1-1
It ain't about hip-hop 'cause those days are gone
It ain't about tryna rip shots to get props no more
It's about trying not to get popped
And get dropped to the floor
'Cause Hip-hop is in a state of 9-1-1
Took my strap off my holster
'Cause s**t is getting serious
All theses drugs you be f**king with make you delirious
Thinking 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 greater and glorious
We living for real and others just making the stories up
Illusions are broken so live it up you corny f**ks
If you take a f**king minute to think about what you done
When you stood against the gangster
Who live and die by the gun
Caught a hot one sprayin' you b***hes 'til there was none
I'm like a rolling stone homie I got you under my thumb
You silly little b***hes can end up right up in ditches
We cut you and give you stitches for envyin' all our riches
The game's just like a midget you clockin' a small digit
Dealing with the Giant Goliath people
That's how we live it c'mon
S**t's about to change 'cause we ain't playin' no games
We ain't budgin' neither are they we ain't sayin' no names
S**t just ain't the same when AK's get to sprayin'
Hip-hop is in a state of 9-1-1
It ain't about hip-hop 'cause those days are gone
It ain't about tryna rip shots to get props no more
It's about trying not to get popped
And get dropped to the floor
'Cause hip-hop is in a state of 9-1-1
Uh Ganxsta Ganxsta who come to pay you a visit
On the s**t you call hip-hop this function is where did it
When I put it in motion my focus is getting branded
My appetite for destruction is blasted because I said it
Got you stumbling for cover this music dying in numbers
But you wouldn't pause and wonder admitting it's all glamour
When you enter the business you thinking you running s**t
You witness that funny s**t your b***hes they ain't s**t
We gangstas we blast first ask questions later
All these imitators parading like they some players
Tryna save hip-hop the task is something greater
'Cause we old fashioned coded with loyalty motivators
Get caught I'm not telling or more like killing not caring
I'm riding a gangsta feeling no fearing when gangstas dying
I'm in a full circle with homies that's s'posed to bleed
On an 8 Mile mission with Cypress and OG's
S**t's about to change 'cause we ain't playin' no games
We ain't budgin' neither are they we ain't sayin' no names
S**t just ain't the same when AK's get to sprayin'
Hip-hop is in a state of 9-1-1
It ain't about hip-hop 'cause those days are gone
It ain't about tryna rip shots to get props no more
It's about trying not to get popped and
Get dropped to the floor
'Cause hip-hop is in a state of 9-1-1
