911 Letra

Keep the strap on me like a dyke, alright
Two twins, I'ma call 'em Mike and Ike
Know the pain hurt, just gotta fight, fight
9-1-1, we got a man down
Gun up to his head, he keep his hands down

Nigga got the bands now, Bentley coupe I'm swervin'
Brodie pulled up in a Lamb' now
I just need two cups, I want a double
And Mama told me, "Go and buy a gun," 'cause I'm in trouble
Lot of niggas wanna kill me 'cause niggas just don't feel me
I been runnin' through prescription, I been poppin' hella pillies
Lightning clip, don't catch the thunder, she rally, she a runner
Whole gang gon' fuck her up and then we pass her, she's a doner
I got pussy from Madonna, I run her from Yolanda
I run her from Roshanda and I run her from Alanna
'Cause she wants some rich nigga dick, and she can't get it
I told her it was big, she brushed me off, now it ain't fittin' (Look, ayy)

Keep the strap on me like a dyke, alright
Two twins, I'ma call 'em Mike and Ike
Know the pain hurt, just gotta fight, fight
9-1-1, we got a man down
Gun up to his head, he keep his hands down

Ooh, ah, Givenchy with Armani, bitch, I'm too fly
Just finished a four and poured a new line
Dick up in her back, she need a new spine
That lil' nigga do the most, that lil' nigga got some hoes
That lil' nigga, he be rollin' 'round the city with some rolls
That lil' nigga, he be strapped out with his woes
Fan on me, if a nigga play, then I'ma blow (Look, ayy)

Keep the strap on me like a dyke, alright
Two twins, I'ma call 'em Mike and Ike
Know the pain hurt, just gotta fight, fight
9-1-1, we got a man down
Gun up to his head, he keep his hands down (Hands down)

Keep his hands down