Lyrics Westside Connection

Westside Connection

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, cuz they keep it gangsta

Just face it, I blaze shit

Yo shit is basic, my shit is matrix

Make you erase shit

Niggaz won't say shit, but DJs you ain't shit

Cuz you don't play shit, unless it's that gay shit

I'm straight off the slave ship, my style is ancient

I'm rich and I'm famous, I'm on, I'm dangerous

I came wit that language, it's mad, it's brainless

You study at Cambridge, I'm fuckin' yo main bitch

Plus my ebonics is full, of gin and tonic, erotic

Yeah you got it, hypnotic, plus I got it, brrr

After nine eleven niggaz got patriotic

On nine twelve I'm like fuck it nigga 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, cuz 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 nigga out there just workin' me, jerkin' me

Talkin' all kind of shit, dishin dirt on me, shit

He was a local nigga 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 fucked 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, shit flew through his apparel

Stupid motherfucker 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, cuz they keep it gangsta

It ain't safe no fuckin' mo'

I swear on everything I love, my hood, my momma, my soul

This motherfuckin' Dub, is hall of bang nigga, I claim nigga

Like PCP to the brain, it's like kel runnin my fame nigga

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 niggaz hoods 'til the guy

says grip

Squeeze lead, to the y'all dead, cuz I'm fucked up in the can and I

Fuck a bitch over whether she can blew or all red

The industry most hated, nigga 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 niggaz 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, cuz they keep it gangsta