Westside Connection Lyrics

Album: Terrorist Threats

Call 9-1-1 Lyrics

[Chorus - Ice Cube]

 This right here is considered a banger

 Delivered With anger, your life is in danger

 Beware of them strangers, holdin' them flamers

 Them naggers were swagger, cuz they keep it gangsta

 

 [Verse 1 - Ice Cube]

 Just face it, I blaze shit

 Yo shit is basic, my shit is matrix

 Make you erase shit

 Niggaz won't say shit, but DJs you ain't shit

 Cuz you don't play shit, unless it's that gay shit

 I'm straight off the slave ship, my style is ancient

 I'm rich and I'm famous, I'm on, I'm dangerous

 I came wit that language, it's mad, it's brainless

 You study at Cambridge, I'm fuckin' yo main bitch

 Plus my ebonics is full, of gin and tonic, erotic

 Yeah you got it, hypnotic, plus I got it, brrr

 After nine eleven niggaz got patriotic

 On nine twelve I'm like fuck it nigga blaze the chronic

 

 [Hook - Ice Cube]

 Call nine eleven, then call your reverand

 Then call heaven, here I come lord

 Live by the gun, die by the gun

 A eye for an eye when you live and die by this war

 

 [Chorus - Ice Cube]

 This right here is considered a banger

 Delivered With anger, your life is in danger

 Beware of them strangers, holdin' them flamers

 Them naggers were swagger, cuz they keep it gangsta

 

 [Verse 2 - Mack 10]

 Yeah, now it's the mornin' after the night I just rolled

 9-1-1 ain't a area code it's a gangsta mode

 And I'm still in amazement on how I put it down

 Emptied round after round rat-tat-tat was the sound

 Now understand the situation, it was urgent

 We, handeled this emergency urgently

 I can't just have no nigga out there just workin' me, jerkin' me

 Talkin' all kind of shit, dishin dirt on me, shit

 He was a local nigga sheisty and didn't wanna pay up

 So I got dressed in all black and loaded the K up

 And all I could think about is revenge as I lit the J up

 And even though it was late night, I still fucked his whole day up

 It was child's play, the youngster took me for a joke

 Not knowin' Mack a maniac and I love the gun smoke

 Make sparks in my barrel, shit flew through his apparel

 Stupid motherfucker lost his life over dinero

 

 [Hook - Ice Cube]

 Call nine eleven, then call your reverand

 Then call heaven, here I come lord

 Live by the gun, die by the gun

 A eye for an eye when you live and die by this war

 

 [Chorus - Ice Cube]

 This right here is considered a banger

 Delivered With anger, your life is in danger

 Beware of them strangers, holdin' them flamers

 Them naggers were swagger, cuz they keep it gangsta

 

 [Verse 3 - WC]

 It ain't safe no fuckin' mo'

 I swear on everything I love, my hood, my momma, my soul

 This motherfuckin' Dub, is hall of bang nigga, I claim nigga

 Like PCP to the brain, it's like kel runnin my fame nigga

 White lightnin' I'm sippin', snickerin', slippin' the crip

 And like a fiend, I tremble, shiver and them blow your doam to smitherens

 Act up, no actor, starch crease ragger

 Dick harder than viagra, Dub push your ick backwards

 Connect alumni, but the gun high

 Bloods and crips and when we touch down we turn niggaz hoods 'til the guy

 says grip

 Squeeze lead, to the y'all dead, cuz I'm fucked up in the can and I

 Fuck a bitch over whether she can blew or all red

 The industry most hated, nigga get at us, we ready, Dub, Mack and Cube

 Like Saddam, Bin Laden and no jag in the Chevy

 Back again, momma there go that man again

 Grab the gun, them niggaz on one

 Call 9-1-1

 

 [Chorus - Ice Cube]

 This right here is considered a banger

 Delivered With anger, your life is in danger

 Beware of them strangers, holdin' them flamers

 Them naggers were swagger, cuz they keep it gangsta