811

[Intro]
Geah, uhuh
Somebody dial 811, right
Killas!

[Verse 1]
Couple o' gunshots now the streets on fire
Shooter fled the scene, caught over the wire
Tire tracks and a few empty shells
Retaliation be the motive, it's a story to tell
Here's the problem, crazy-ass kids
Hungry for the quick fast, hoes through your lids
Niggas' hoods too close, geah, the world is smaller
A fuckin' crime tip from an anonymous caller
We all on the lookout, these boys is afro
American dream so they out for they cash flow
Who askеd yo' ass to get involved with the crimеs?
Now yo' moafuckin' ass hidin' out like mines
The one time's beatin' down everybody doors
The homies gettin' sweated now they fuckin' wit' yours (What the fuck?)
Geah, blame it on Grandmaster Flash
The message is survival so I'm hungry for cash, geah

[Chorus x2]
Somebody dial 811
This mothafuckin' nigga got a gun
And on it just for fun
You sucka MCs come and I pop me one, geah!
Geah, come on!

[Verse 2]
A nigga on the run so I stay out the window
To the fuckin' phone booth tryna dial up some info
Hit up the kinfolk, cuz, it's a stray
In an undercover Bucket tryna get outta state
State of mind tryna invoke? through the clear
Couple niggas started talkin' is the shit I hear
Should've known you're weak and it's shown
You're missin' a few days, now your cover's blown
One time's on prowl, how the fuck they know?
Finger pointin' mothafuckas, now they sweatin' my hoe
She don't, tell 'em a word so they start with the bluffin'
No mo' questions or start arrestin'
Fuck the lie testin', my words remain
Niggas lyin' in the streets, niggas off the chain
Nigga, off with the Range run off in your spot
They off with the product now [?] with one shot, geah

[Chorus x2]

[Outro]
Somebody dial 811
Geah!
Somebody dial 811
You sucka MCs come and I pop me one, geah!
Blue Stamp Entertainment
Somebody dial 811
Brenk on the beat
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Geah, geah