Текст песни Dial 911

Chorus:
Somebody tell 911 let the whole place know that I am coming
How many niggas wanna ride with me its nothing
If you got problem we can get poppin' we aint running
How many niggas ride with me its nothing (it's nothing)

Verse1:
All the chit chats small talks you can yell at me
And white shorts
I got big money in a big vault
I got a big lawn
So what they tellin about
You know nothing
Nick nash nigga keep your mouth close
Acting like bitches talkin like hoes
So where it is where is dat
It cant be that so watcha think
Its rick ross my nigga bun b
Taking Shawty Lo..

Chorus:
Somebody tell 911 that I am coming
How many niggas ride with me its nothing (it's nothing)
If you got a problem we can get it poppin' we aint running
How many niggas wanna ride with me…. its nothing(it's nothing)

Verse2:
Haters hate to see me shine
Married to my Nine
Better call it practice pussy nigga down
Another law suit while I am floss mo
Sipping cough syrup it make me talk slow
But I counting fast, it takes the two of us
Me and Shawty lo that makes the two of us
Keep them sticks close kimbo sliceShawty Lo - Dial 911 - http://ru.motolyrics.com/shawty-lo/dial-911-lyrics.html
I am a darn king see this my ice

Chorus:
Somebody tell 911 that I am coming
How many niggas ride with me its nothing (it's nothing)
If you got a problem we can get it poppin' we aint running
How many niggas wanna ride with me its nothing(it's nothing)

Verse3:[Bun B]
My beater balls bawlers
The biggest the badest the best
Like Cali put the pistol upto your pallet and yes
Keep your lips on your chess
And your brains on your back
No need to kiss me
Going hard is a natural fact
I am back on my business
Backing up them ricks and them bundles
They coming direct through 'em underground Mexican tunnels
We got the funnels it's straight us

Cooks in the kitchen
Whippin' like I am Grippin the gator
So keep fakin' and freightin'
Keep shinnin' and stuntin'
Think it's a lot
But Its not mayn relli its nothing
Not to a Boss never to a G
Aint no fucking with Bun B, so

Chorus:
Somebody tell 911 that I am coming
How many niggas ride with me its nothing (it's nothing)
If you got a problem we can get it popping' we aint running
How many niggas wanna ride with me its nothing(it's nothing)