wooh da kid – 911 lyrics
[chorus: wooh da kid]
911, 187, i’m down for a murda
frenchie and wooh da kid, that just mean it’s murda
what the f+ck just happend? i think that a plane crashed
[?] real fast
brick squad, they be on some other sh+t
if a junky need a hand, we gon get him fixed
[?] full clips
[?] p+ssy n+gga don’t slip
[verse 1: wooh da kid]
911, 187, i’m down for a hommi
snip ’em, leave them [?], tell them n+ggas find me
my cash up, n+gga you don’t want your head hit
i be with shooters, you don’t want your head split
catch a n+gga slippin, no banana peal
die slow, you gon see how magic feel
bullits jumping all around, call them chris cross
one man army, just call me joe debarge
whole lotta shooters, never touched a rock
never keep it on saftey, that’s why i toat the glock
highjackers, we don’t do no paper planes
touch passes, [?] city drains
[chorus: wooh da kid]
911, 187, i’m down for a murda
frenchie and wooh da kid, that just mean it’s murda
what the f+ck just happend? i think that a plane crashed
[?] real fast
brick squad, they be on some other sh+t
if a junky need a hand, we gon get him fixed
[?] full clips
[?] p+ssy n+gga don’t slip
[verse 2: frenchie]
where’s the competition? n+ggas sneak dissin
they broke but i got money, when they talk i never listen
you a city buster, i’m a bone crusher
f+cked up a hundred grams, you a 7 gram hustler
what the f+ck just happend? he got shot for rappin
you fantasise as boss, he ain’t built for action
n+gga stop that actin, i put a hit on you
i have an old man run down on you with a different accent
my name is grifeeti boy, girls suck the life out me
when i leave she calls me back like [?]
i got some new tools, i should be the plumber man
when it’s a leak, i stuff your pipe with hard [?]
frenchie!
[chorus: wooh da kid]
911, 187, i’m down for a murda
frenchie and wooh da kid, that just mean it’s murda
what the f+ck just happend? i think that a plane crashed
[?] real fast
brick squad, they be on some other sh+t
if a junky need a hand, we gon get him fixed
[?] full clips
[?] p+ssy n+gga don’t slip
[verse 3: quest haven]
i’m p+ssy than a fool, with my p+ssy crew
got my finger on the trigger,guess it’s itchy too
[?] not to tempt me, put this liquor in me
i go loco for that loso, as long as you don’t offend me
p+ss me off, my whole clique got them pistols drawn
don’t get me wrong, i’m not dumb, f+ck you took me for?
you too solfer in this b+tch, never understand them
took the bottle to my face, i’m on another planet
stumble round this b+tch, grabbin ass and titties
turn the whole vip to magic city
f+ck the police, n+gga they never scary
we be the first to come at them clowns like january
[chorus: wooh da kid]
911, 187, i’m down for a murda
frenchie and wooh da kid, that just mean it’s murda
what the f+ck just happend? i think that a plane crashed
[?] real fast
brick squad, they be on some other sh+t
if a junky need a hand, we gon get him fixed
[?] full clips
[?] p+ssy n+gga don’t slip
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