Tonalidad: A minor
Verse 1
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Ohhhhh (North Carolina)
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On, top
(y'all better come on)
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Harvest (y'all bettter come on!)
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Petey Pablo (c'mon!)
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Abnormal, huhhh
Verse 2
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[Chorus]
9- 1- 9 motherfuckerrrrr
(WHAT!) 9 (WHAT!) 1 (WHAT!) 9 motherfucker
9- 1- 9 motherfucker
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I'm representin NINE, ONE,
NINE motherfucker!
Verse 3
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Born and raised, precious year '73
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Back then we knew how shit was gon' be,
MOTHERFUCKER!
What you know about this year,
my neck of the woods
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My nigga my hood,
my God – they good to us Carolina
Love my liquor house, club,
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my big girl, my son a thug
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My big, family with fifty- eleven cousins
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Ya heard? Huhhhh,
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Southern Magnoila belle
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No Limit, 'ouisiana, Dungeon, A- T- L
It's a chain here,
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we the nation jump on boats with a load
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Get this Carolina show on
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Whodie I want billboards with my
face all across the world
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With a outline of my state nigga,
puffin it up
Y'all feelin us,
to the point you sloshin shit out your cup
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So the fuck WHAT,
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they playin a club cut 'bout us
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Slosh out the rest of us,
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AHHHH, feel the rhyme
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Holla
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motherfuckin 9- 1- 9, uhhhhhh
[Chorus: x2]
Verse 4
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Look at us baby,
on our way to fortune and fame
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Your main man done fucked around
and got us a name
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A motherfucker don't
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really want a train- train
but it still came and ain't stop the thang,
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Now we in the game, don't know it now,
oh you bound to bust down
Oh it's on now! I put my whole
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STATE through the door
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Ohhh Lord, how you let them do that folk?
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Like I'm losin control, runnin motherfuckers off the road,
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one- double- O
95 South 'til I get home, mannnn
The country had to come there,
poppa I love home
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And comin home,
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like I love my momma; pop the champagne partner
Fuck it, drink it straight out the bottle
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Fuck work tomorrow,
Carolina havin a party
Get drunk as you wanna,
get what'll get you tight
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Tonight is a nigga night,
aight? Nigga get right
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Now with all your might,
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holla like your best friend died
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And his help number is
9- 1- 9, one time
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[Chorus] "The
Verse 5
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number you requested,
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area code 9- 1- 9, will be automatically dialed..."
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What,
Verse 6
what!
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The whole feelin of this 9- 1- 9 give
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you the type of
9- 1- 9 kind of get high
Nigga this the code of the world
(people)
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You ain't gotta be from the 9, just holla loud,
spit the shit out
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Man they lovin the South,
loved it before but even more now
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Later who wants a response
from the crowd
Look how my niggaz holdin it down
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Screamin like they shit here out
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(it is how!)
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Motherfucker feel the power!
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Represent yo' stompin ground
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Show 'em how it is at the house,
y'all sold the fuck out
All together now, please,
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I need you so wow
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Just the law niggaz turned it down,
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comin too loud
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[Chorus: x2]
Outro 1
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