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02. Westside Connection - Call 911
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ice Cube
Ice Cube
Vocals
Mack 10
Mack 10
Vocals
WC
WC
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Treyvon Green
Treyvon Green
Songwriter
O'Shea Jackson
O'Shea Jackson
Songwriter
Dedrick Rolison
Dedrick Rolison
Songwriter
William Calhoun
William Calhoun
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Young Tre
Young Tre
Producer
Brian Gardner
Brian Gardner
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

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 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 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 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 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 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 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 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 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
Writer(s): O'shea Jackson, Dedrick Rolison, William Calhoun, Treyvon Green Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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