[00:09.711]Woo-hoo!
[00:10.950]Ha, ha!
[00:13.971]Guess who's back?!
[00:17.745]Mommy, we're home!
[00:21.458]Say hello to my little friends
[00:25.098]DJ Muggs, Soul Assassins, Cypress Hill
[00:29.422]Everybody, put your hands where my eyes can see!
[00:32.120]Yo
[00:32.621]Everywhere we go people know we roll deep as ****
[00:34.896]Forty, fifty Samoans, they knowin' when D-Bo was
[00:37.511]50, Tweezy, Obie, there won't be no ho in us
[00:40.134]They pop s**t like they gonna do s**t but no one does
[00:42.839]From New York down to Texas, back up to Los Angeles
[00:45.584]We changed the way we move, so man up if you can't adjust
[00:48.283]You may end up getting rushed by too many to handle us (Ha)
[00:50.821]It's funny, I guess money does have its advantages
[00:53.599]And it isn't that we just think that we can't be touched
[00:56.334]It's not like we're just feeling ourselves that much, it's just
[00:59.182]That if someone ever does put us in the clutch
[01:01.673]We just know that y'all ain't gon' be the one who's gon' do it
[01:04.450]'Cause first of all you're ***** and everybody can see that
[01:07.133]You **** around, get caught in a spot that you shouldn't be at
[01:09.883]That you got no business being in, we ain't even gon' be in it
[01:12.488]No one's gonna hear nothing, no one's gonna see this s**t
[01:15.160]And they'll be in and up out of it, them boys is 'bout it, 'bout it
[01:17.931]The noise from clips and rounds be drowned out by the crowd
[01:20.522]And you'll be laying on the ground getting trampled by people dancing
[01:23.183]'Til the club closes, and clears out, and that's when they see you flattened
[01:25.932]Nobody saw it happen, all 'cause your jaws are flapping
[01:28.634]And you couldn't stop yapping and took it past rapping
[01:31.172]It ain't about the music no more, it's 'bout trying to show off
[01:34.023]And it feels like any minute the bomb is about to go off
[01:36.834]S**t's about to change, 'cause we ain't playin' no games
[01:39.369]We ain't budgin', neither are they, we ain't sayin' no names
[01:42.007]S**t just ain't the same when AK's get to sprayin'
[01:44.620]"Hip-hop is in a state of 911"
[01:47.599]It ain't about hip-hop, 'cause those days are gone
[01:50.178]It ain't about tryna rip shots to get props no more
[01:52.834]It's about trying not to get popped, and get dropped to the floor
[01:55.524]'Cause "hip-hop is in a state of 911"
[01:58.298][?] step off my holster, 'cause s**t is getting serious
[02:00.745]All theses drugs you be ******* with make you delirious
[02:03.633]Thinking you coming with heat, yo son, I'm curious
[02:06.370]How long are you gonna hate us and judge us and jury us?
[02:09.072]Some people can never fade us, that make us so furious
[02:11.711]Mistake us for fakers, homie we greater and glorious
[02:14.436]We living for real and others just making the stories up
[02:17.035]Illusions are broken, so live it up, you corny *****
[02:19.744]If you take a ******* minute to think about what you done
[02:22.473]When you stood against the gangster who live and die by the gun
[02:25.058]Caught a hot one, sprayin' you b*****s 'til there was none
[02:27.923]I'm like a rolling stone homie, I got you under my thumb
[02:30.460]You silly little b*****s can end up right up in ditches
[02:33.196]We cut you and give you stitches for envyin' all our riches
[02:35.962]The game's just like a midget, you clockin' a small digit
[02:38.398]Dealing with the Giant Goliath, people that's how we live it, c'mon
[02:41.642]S**t's about to change, 'cause we ain't playin' no games
[02:43.949]We ain't budgin', neither are they, we ain't sayin' no names
[02:46.703]S**t just ain't the same when AK's get to sprayin'
[02:49.442]"Hip-hop is in a state of 911"
[02:52.318]It ain't about hip-hop, 'cause those days are gone
[02:54.781]It ain't about tryna rip shots to get props no more
[02:57.483]It's about trying not to get popped, and get dropped to the floor
[03:00.131]'Cause "hip-hop is in a state of 911"
[03:02.991]Uh, Ganxsta, Ganxsta who come to pay you a visit
[03:05.605]On the s**t you call hip-hop, this function is where did it
[03:08.293]When I put it in motion, my focus is getting branded
[03:11.004]My appetite for destruction is blasted because I said it
[03:13.616]Got you stumbling for cover, this music dying in numbers
[03:16.404]But you wouldn't pause and wonder, admitting it's all glamour
[03:19.168]When you enter the business you thinking you running s**t
[03:21.679]You witness that funny s**t, your b*****s they ain't s**t!
[03:24.366]We gangstas we blast first, ask questions later
[03:27.144]All these imitators parading like they some players
[03:29.908]Tryna save hip-hop the task is something greater
[03:32.510]'Cause we old fashioned coded with loyalty motivators
[03:35.223]Get caught, I'm not telling, or more like killing not caring
[03:37.929]I'm riding a gangsta feeling, no fearing when gangstas dying
[03:40.793]I'm in a full circle with homies that's s'posed to bleed
[03:43.271]On an 8 Mile mission with Cypress and O.G.'s
[03:46.042]S**t's about to change, 'cause we ain't playin' no games
[03:48.680]We ain't budgin', neither are they, we ain't sayin' no names
[03:51.491]S**t just ain't the same when AK's get to sprayin'
[03:54.231]"Hip-hop is in a state of 911"
[03:57.031]It ain't about hip-hop, 'cause those days are gone
[03:59.543]It ain't about tryna rip shots to get props no more
[04:02.278]It's about trying not to get popped, and get dropped to the floor
[04:05.055]'Cause "hip-hop is in a state of 911"