KXNG Crooked, Joell Ortiz - 911 lyrics

[KXNG Crooked, Joell Ortiz - 911 lyrics]

911, 911
They biggest gang in America, here they come
911, 911 ain't no second amendment for
Darkies with a gun (run)
911, 911 every nigga guilty from the
Hills to the slums 911, 911
They anybody killas it don't
Matter where you from (click click)
Bang bang free the gang
We gon' put you in the clouds with the rain
Bang bang free the gang (free the gang)
We gon' put you in the clouds with the rain
(click click)

I only got one life, why you wanna take it?
Rapper in a gunfight
Tell me will he make it?
Still live the thug life
Nigga shit is sacred
Cops coming and I'm shaking like
One two three two go
Why you always stepping on me
Try to plant a weapon on me
Cause you heard I kept it on me
Only had giuseppes on me
Master and the ceremony
Looking at the necklace on me
Staring at the carrots on me
Karen called the sheriffs on me
Day out by my whip I'm
Chilling I'm still inside
My whip it can spend the night cause
I'm willing to get a ride
I'm walking through the club
See killers I feel a vibe
I hate when you niggas slide
While Zimmerman still alive
Anyway my cousin pulled up so I
Hopped into his Chrysler and skirted
Crisis averted
We swerving before the vice was alerted
I'm nice with the thirty but judges
Won't be nice with the verdict
If you got melanin in your skin
Like Jesus Christ you get murdered
They hanging niggas in their jail cell
Got me talking like I'm LL
Give me that walkie talkie
Y'all crooked, I'm Crooked too
You keep looking for me
I'ma start looking for you!

911, 911
They biggest gang in America, here they come
911, 911 ain't no second amendment for
Darkies with a gun (run)
911, 911 every nigga guilty from the
Hills to the slums 911, 911
They anybody killas it don't
Matter where you from (click click)
Bang bang free the gang
We gon' put you in the clouds with the rain
Bang bang free the gang (free the gang)
We gon' put you in the clouds with the rain
(click click)

Hey mister officer I'm walking 'round
Town and I'm brown, how that sound
Is that gonna be a problem?
Last week my homie did that
And he wasn't doing jack
You piggies showed up and one
Of y'all shot him
Bloody murder, bloody bloody murder
Uniform chip on your shoulder, clip inserter
I overheard one of y'all call
It a nigga squirter
Warrants and death certificates all
Y'all serve us
The nerve of us shoot at each other
Kill your brother but never will we
Uncover undercovers under covers and sheets
They be buggin'
Some of them meet under covers and sheets
Two holes for eyes
Smiling we can't see none of their teeth
AmeriKKKa
Boys in blue toys'll drew poised to do
Dirty work employing new
Pallbearers hoisting you
Up before they lower you
Good cops yeah I know a few
I tell them don't let a few
Bad apples grow on you
Sirens blaring in my rear view
I used my turn signals I ain't speeding
What they finna do?
I fiddle through my glove box
And grab my registration
Both hands on the wheel, please
God not a racist

911, 911
They biggest gang in America, here they come
911, 911 ain't no second amendment for
Darkies with a gun (run)
911, 911 every nigga guilty from the
Hills to the slums 911, 911
They anybody killas it don't
Matter where you from (click click)
Bang bang free the gang
We gon' put you in the clouds with the rain
Bang bang free the gang (free the gang)
We gon' put you in the clouds with the rain
(click click)

Hey officer
May I ask why I'm being pulled over?
Doesn't matter why have you pulled over
License and registration i'm just asking
License and registration! Damn

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