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kxng crooked & joell ortiz - 911 lyrics

[chorus]
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 n+gga guilty from the hills to the slums
911, 911
they anybody k!llas it don’t matter where you from (cl!ck cl!ck)
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 (cl!ck cl!ck)
[verse 1: kxng crooked]
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, n+gga sh+t 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 k!llers i feel a vibe
i hate when you n+ggas 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 n+ggas 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!

[chorus]
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 n+gga guilty from the hills to the slums
911, 911
they anybody k!llas it don’t matter where you from (cl!ck cl!ck)
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 (cl!ck cl!ck)
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[verse 2: joell ortiz]
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
bl++dy murder, bl++dy bl++dy murder
uniform chip on your shoulder, clip inserter
i overheard one of y’all call it a n+gga squirter
warrants and death certificates all y’all serve us
the nerve of us shoot at each other
k!ll 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 t++th
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

- kxng crooked joell ortiz lyrics

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