911 - Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E.,Eminem,B-Real

WoohooGuess who'sback Mommy we'rehome Say hello to my little friends DJ Muggs Soul Assassins Cypress Hill Everybody put your hands where my eyes can see Everywhere we go people know we roll deep as f**kForty fifty Samoans they knowin'when DBowas 50Tweezy Obie there won'tbe no ho in us They pop s**tlike they gonna do s**tbut no one does From New York down to Texas back up to Los Angeles We changed the way we move so man up If you can'tadjust You may end up getting rushed By too many to handle us Ha It'sfunny I guess money does have it'sadvantages And it isn'tthat we just think that we can'tbe touched It'snot like we'rejust feeling ourselves that much it'sjust That if someone ever does put us in the clutch We just know that y'allain'tgon'Be the one who'sgon'do it 'Causefirst of all you'reP***yand everybody can see that You f**karound get caught in a spot That you shouldn'tbe at That you got no business being in We ain'teven gon'be in it No one'sgonna hear nothing no one'sgonna see this s**tAnd they'llbe in and up out of It them boys is 'boutit 'boutit The noise from clips and rounds be drowned out by the crowd And you'llbe laying on The ground getting trampled by people dancing 'Tilthe club closes and clears out and That'swhen they see you flattened Nobody saw it happen all 'causeyour jaws are flapping And you couldn'tstop yapping and took it past rapping It ain'tabout the music no more It's'bouttrying to show off And it feels like any minute The bomb is about to go off S**t'sabout to change 'causewe ain'tplayin'no games We ain'tbudgin'neither are they we ain'tsayin'no names S**tjust ain'tthe same when AK'sget to sprayin'Hiphopis in a state of 911It ain'tabout hiphop'causethose days are gone It ain'tabout tryna rip shots to get props no more It'sabout trying not to get popped And get dropped to the floor 'CauseHiphopis in a state of 911Took my strap off my holster 'Causes**tis getting serious All theses drugs you be f**kingwith make you delirious Thinking you coming with heat yo son I'mcurious How long are you gonna hate us And judge us and jury us Some people can never fade us that make us so furious Mistake us for fakers homie we greater and glorious We living for real and others just making the stories up Illusions are broken so live it up you corny f**ksIf you take a f**kingminute to think about what you done When you stood against the gangster Who live and die by the gun Caught a hot one sprayin'you b***hes'tilthere was none I'mlike a rolling stone homie I got you under my thumb You silly little b***hescan end up right up in ditches We cut you and give you stitches for envyin'all our riches The game'sjust like a midget you clockin'a small digit Dealing with the Giant Goliath people That'show we live it c'monS**t'sabout to change 'causewe ain'tplayin'no games We ain'tbudgin'neither are they we ain'tsayin'no names S**tjust ain'tthe same when AK'sget to sprayin'Hiphopis in a state of 911It ain'tabout hiphop'causethose days are gone It ain'tabout tryna rip shots to get props no more It'sabout trying not to get popped And get dropped to the floor 'Causehiphopis in a state of 911Uh Ganxsta Ganxsta who come to pay you a visit On the s**tyou call hiphopthis function is where did it When I put it in motion my focus is getting branded My appetite for destruction is blasted because I said it Got you stumbling for cover this music dying in numbers But you wouldn'tpause and wonder admitting it'sall glamour When you enter the business you thinking you running s**tYou witness that funny s**tyour b***hesthey ain'ts**tWe gangstas we blast first ask questions later All these imitators parading like they some players Tryna save hiphopthe task is something greater 'Causewe old fashioned coded with loyalty motivators Get caught I'mnot telling or more like killing not caring I'mriding a gangsta feeling no fearing when gangstas dying I'min a full circle with homies that'ss'posedto bleed On an 8Mile mission with Cypress and OG'sS**t'sabout to change 'causewe ain'tplayin'no games We ain'tbudgin'neither are they we ain'tsayin'no names S**tjust ain'tthe same when AK'sget to sprayin'Hiphopis in a state of 911It ain'tabout hiphop'causethose days are gone It ain'tabout tryna rip shots to get props no more It'sabout trying not to get popped and Get dropped to the floor 'Causehiphopis in a state of 911

Guitar score
911

Artist: Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E.,Eminem,B-Real

Type：
Chord

Capo: 0

Key: D

Difficulty：

Tempo: 44

Time Signature: 4/4

Hot: 111
Creation time: 2023-06-04

911 Guitar Tab, arranged and transcribed by Chordance, complete with staff notation and numbered musical notation. The song was composed by and performed by Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E.,Eminem,B-Real. This guitar tab is in the key of D and is a Beginner version, suitable for players at the Beginner level. A must-learn piece for guitar enthusiasts. Strum the guitar, open the piano, and experience the mood conveyed by Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E.,Eminem,B-Real at that time～

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911 - Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E.,Eminem,B-Real

Guitar score 911

Artist: Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E.,Eminem,B-Real Type： Chord Capo: 0 Key: D Difficulty： Tempo: 44 Time Signature: 4/4 Hot: 111 Creation time: 2023-06-04

Guitar score
911

Artist: Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E.,Eminem,B-Real

Type：
Chord

Capo: 0

Key: D

Difficulty：

Tempo: 44

Time Signature: 4/4

Hot: 111
Creation time: 2023-06-04