911
boo ya tribe Lyrics


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(feat. B-Real, Eminem)

(Intro: Eminem)
WAAAAHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOO!!! (laughs)
Guess who's back?!?!
Mommy! We're home!!
Say hello to my little friends
DJ Muggs, Soul Assassins, Cypress Hill
Everybody! Put your hands where my eyes can see!!!

(Verse: Eminem)
Everywhere we go people know that we roll deep as fuck
Fourty fifty Samoans, they knowing when D-Bo was
50, Tweezy, Obie there won't be no hoe in us
They pop shit like they gon do shit but no one does
From New York down to Texas, back up to Los Angeles
We've changed the way we move so man up if you can't adjust
You may end up getting rushed by too many to handle us
It's funny, I guess money does have its advantages
And it isn't that we just think that we can't be touched
It's not like we're just feeling ourselves that much
It's just, that if someone ever does put us in the clutch
We just know that y'all ain't gon be the one who's gon do it
Cause first of all you're pussy and everybody can see that
You fuck around, get caught in a spot that you shouldn't be at
That you got no business being in, we ain't even gon be in it
No one's gunna hear nothing, no one's gunna see this shit
And they'll be in and up out of it, them boys is bout it, bout it
The noise from (?) be drowned out by the crowd
And you'll be laying on the ground getting trampled by people dancing
Till the club closes, and clears out
And that's when they see you flatened
Nobody saw it happen, all cause your jaws are flapping
And you couldn't stop yapping and took it past rapping
It ain't about the music no more, it's bout trying to show off
And it feels like any minute the bomb is bout to go off

(Chorus: Eminem)
Shit's about to change, cause we ain't playing no games
We ain't budging neither are they, we ain't saying no names
Shit just ain't the same, when the K's get to scream
Hip-hop is in a state of 911
It ain't about hip-hop, cause those days are gone
It ain't about trying rip shots, to get props no more
It's about trying not to get popped, and get dropped to the floor
Cause hip-hop is in a state of 911

(Verse: B-Real)
Step off my holster cause shit it's getting serious
All theses drugs you be fucking with make you delirious
Thinking you coming with heat, yo son, I'm curious
How long are you gunna 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
Allusions are broken, so live it up, you corny fucks
If you take a fucking minute to think about what you've done
When you stood against a gangsta who live and die by the gun
Got a hot one, spraying you bitches til there is none
I'm like a rolling stone homie, I got you under my thumb
Silly little bitches can end up right up in ditches
We cut you and give you stitches, for envy and all my riches
Your game's just like a midget, you're clocking a small digit
Dealing with the Giant Goliath, people that's how we live it, c'mon

(Chorus)

(Verse: Ganxsta Ridd)
Uh, gangsta Ganxsta who come to pay you a visit
On this shit you call hip-hop, this 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't pause and wonder, admitting it's all glamour
When you - enter the business you thinking you running shit
You witness that funny shit, your bitches they ain't shit!
We gangstas we blast first, ask questions later
All these - imitators parading like they some playas
Trying to - save hip-hop the task is something greater
Cause we old fashioned coded with loyalty motivaters
Get caught, I'm not telling, or more like killing not caring
I'm riding a - gangsta feeling, no fearing when gangstas dying
I'm in a - full circle with homies that's supposed to bleed
On an 8 Mile mission with Cypress and O.G.'s





(Chorus)

Overall Meaning

The song "911" by Boo Ya Tribe featuring B-Real and Eminem dwells on the state of hip-hop and how it has changed over time. The lyrics are focused on the presence of gangs and how they affect the music scene, specifically in terms of violence and reputations that are just for show. Eminem describes their group as dynamic and expansive, moving from city to city with an army of Samoan bodyguards. They have changed the way they conduct themselves, and they make it clear that they cannot be touched by anyone who does not have the strength to confront them. The second verse, rapped by B-Real, describes the state of the rap industry in terms of childish behavior and petty rivalries. He details how imitators strive to save hip-hop from this behavior, but only manage to make it worse.


The chorus, featuring Eminem, serves to reinforce the message of the song: hip-hop is in a state of emergency or crisis, and they are not playing any games. They refuse to budge, and they will not reveal any names. Finally, the song's final verse is performed by Ganxsta Ridd, who describes the state of the game and how gangsters are trying to maintain it. He mentions the rules around snitching and how gangs handle such acts, staying true to their beliefs and being loyal to each other. In conclusion, "911" is a reflection of the hip-hop scene and how it has transformed over the years, and how it needs to be saved from itself.


Line by Line Meaning

Everywhere we go people know that we roll deep as fuck
We are a large and intimidating group that is recognized wherever we go.


Fourty fifty Samoans, they knowing when D-Bo was
We have a mix of people from different backgrounds who are loyal and willing to fight for each other.


50, Tweezy, Obie there won't be no hoe in us
The people we associate with are tough and not afraid to stand up for themselves.


They pop shit like they gon do shit but no one does
People talk a big game, but when it comes down to it, they don't actually follow through with their threats.


From New York down to Texas, back up to Los Angeles
Our reach and influence is nationwide.


We've changed the way we move so man up if you can't adjust
We are constantly evolving and adapting to new situations, so those who can't keep up are weak.


You may end up getting rushed by too many to handle us
If anyone tries to mess with us, they will be overwhelmed by our numbers and power.


It's funny, I guess money does have its advantages
Having money gives us certain privileges and advantages in life.


And it isn't that we just think that we can't be touched
We know that we are not invincible, but we are confident in our abilities to handle any situation.


It's not like we're just feeling ourselves that much
We are not ego-driven or arrogant.


We just know that y'all ain't gon be the one who's gon do it
We are not afraid of anyone trying to harm us because we believe they are not capable of doing so.


Cause first of all you're pussy and everybody can see that
We can tell that people who talk tough are actually weak and insecure.


You fuck around, get caught in a spot that you shouldn't be at
People who try to mess with us will end up in dangerous situations they never should have been in.


That you got no business being in, we ain't even gon be in it
We will not involve ourselves in situations that do not concern us.


No one's gunna hear nothing, no one's gunna see this shit
We will keep our actions and reactions to any situation private and discreet.


And they'll be in and up out of it, them boys is bout it, bout it
We know how to handle ourselves and will quickly solve any problems that arise.


The noise from (?) be drowned out by the crowd
Any noise or commotion caused by a situation will be overlooked by bystanders and ignored.


And you'll be laying on the ground getting trampled by people dancing
Any harm that comes to those who mess with us will be due to their own actions and not ours, and it will be ignored by bystanders.


Till the club closes, and clears out
The situation will not be resolved until the end of the night.


And that's when they see you flatened
The aftermath of any conflict will be evident once everyone has left the scene.


Nobody saw it happen, all cause your jaws are flapping
Anyone who gets hurt will have put themselves in that situation because of their own behavior or words.


And you couldn't stop yapping and took it past rapping
Those who talk too much will eventually get themselves into trouble.


It ain't about the music no more, it's bout trying to show off
The music industry has become less about the art form and more about ego and personal gain.


And it feels like any minute the bomb is bout to go off
The tension and aggression in the industry feels like it could explode at any moment.


Shit's about to change, cause we ain't playing no games
We are serious about making changes in the industry that reflect our values and beliefs.


We ain't budging neither are they, we ain't saying no names
We will not back down or call out specific individuals or groups.


Shit just ain't the same, when the K's get to scream
The situation has become intense and dangerous.


Hip-hop is in a state of 911
The hip-hop industry is in a state of emergency.


It ain't about hip-hop, cause those days are gone
The industry has lost sight of the art form and original purpose of hip-hop.


It ain't about trying rip shots, to get props no more
People are no longer focused on creating good music, but instead on gaining personal recognition and fame.


It's about trying not to get popped, and get dropped to the floor
People are now more concerned with their own safety and survival, rather than the art form of hip-hop.


Step off my holster cause shit it's getting serious
The situation is becoming dangerous and we need to be prepared to defend ourselves.


All theses drugs you be fucking with make you delirious
People who use drugs are not in their right mind and may try to harm us without reason.


Thinking you coming with heat, yo son, I'm curious
Those who try to harm us are not a real threat and are only making things worse for themselves.


How long are you gunna hate us and judge us and jury us?
People who criticize us are not capable of understanding us and should not judge us.


Some people can never fade us, that make us so furious
We will not be defeated by anyone and this makes our enemies angry.


Mistake us for fakers, homie we greater and glorious
Those who underestimate us are wrong and do not understand our true abilities and strength.


We living for real and others just making the stories up
We live our lives authentically and those who criticize us are only fabricating stories about us.


Allusions are broken, so live it up, you corny fucks
False impressions and misconceptions about us are no longer valid, so we will enjoy our lives and ignore the haters.


If you take a fucking minute to think about what you've done
Those who try to harm us should reflect on their actions and the consequences before continuing their actions.


When you stood against a gangsta who live and die by the gun
Those who try to harm us are up against a group who is willing to fight to the death to protect themselves and each other.


Got a hot one, spraying you bitches til there is none
We are not afraid to fight back and will do what it takes to protect ourselves.


I'm like a rolling stone homie, I got you under my thumb
Our enemies are weak and we have complete control over them.


Silly little bitches can end up right up in ditches
Those who mess with us may end up dead or buried in a ditch.


We cut you and give you stitches, for envy and all my riches
Those who are envious of our success will face consequences.


Your game's just like a midget, you're clocking a small digit
Our enemies are insignificant and not worth our time or attention.


Dealing with the Giant Goliath, people that's how we live it, c'mon
We are powerful and unstoppable, like the biblical giant Goliath.


Uh, gangsta Ganxsta who come to pay you a visit
We are here to assert our dominance and show our enemies that we will not be messed with.


On this shit you call hip-hop, this function is where did it
The state of the hip-hop industry is a mess and we are here to clean things up.


When I - put it in motion, my focus is getting branded
We are focused on creating a legacy and making our mark on the industry.


My appetite for destruction is blasted because I said it
We are not afraid to cause destruction and chaos in order to achieve our goals.


Got you - stumbling for cover, this music dying in numbers
Our enemies are scrambling to protect themselves as the industry falls apart.


But you wouldn't pause and wonder, admitting it's all glamour
Our enemies are too focused on their own fame and fortune to see the larger issues facing the industry.


When you - enter the business you thinking you running shit
Newcomers to the industry think they have power when they do not.


You witness that funny shit, your bitches they ain't shit!
Our enemies are weak and not worth our time or attention.


We gangstas we blast first, ask questions later
We do not hesitate to use violence in order to protect ourselves and our interests.


All these - imitators parading like they some playas
People who try to copy our style and image are not genuine and are irrelevant.


Trying to - save hip-hop the task is something greater
We are trying to save the hip-hop industry from its current state of disarray.


Cause we old fashioned coded with loyalty motivaters
We believe in old-fashioned values like loyalty and honor, and these motivate us to fight for what we believe in.


Get caught, I'm not telling, or more like killing not caring
We will not betray each other or reveal any information to outsiders, even if it means committing violent acts.


I'm riding a - gangsta feeling, no fearing when gangstas dying
We are not afraid to engage in violent acts and will die for our beliefs and values.


I'm in a - full circle with homies that's supposed to bleed
We are a close-knit group who is willing to fight for each other at all costs.


On an 8 Mile mission with Cypress and O.G.'s
We are on a mission to protect and preserve hip-hop with the help of other influential figures in the industry.




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@camelrockboiiz7536

Woo-hoo
Hahaha
Guess who's back?
Mommy, we're home
Say hello to my little friends
DJ Muggs, Soul Assassins, Cypress Hill
Everybody, put your hands where my eyes can see

Yo, everywhere we go people know we roll deep as fuck
Forty fifty Samoans, they knowin' when D-Bo was
50, Tweezy, Obie, there won't be no ho in us
They pop shit like they're gonna do shit but no one does
From New York down to Texas, back up to Los Angeles
We've changed the way we move, so man up if you can't adjust
You may end up gettin' rushed by too many to handle us (ha)
It's funny, I guess money does have its advantages
And it isn't that we just think that we can't be touched
It's not like we're just feelin' ourselves that much
It's just, that if someone ever does put us in the clutch
We just know that y'all ain't gon' be the one who's gon' do it
'Cause first of all you're pussy and everybody can see that
You fuck around get caught in a spot that you shouldn't be at
That you got no business bein' in, we ain't even gon' be in it
No one's gonna hear nothing, no one's gonna see this shit
And they'll be in and up out it, them boys is 'bout it, 'bout it
And the noise from clips and rounds'll be drowned out by the crowd
And you'll be layin' on the ground gettin' trampled by people dancing
'Til the club closes and clears out, and that's when they see you flattened
Nobody saw it happen, all 'cause your jaws are flappin'
And you couldn't stop yappin' and took it past rappin'
It ain't about the music no more, it's 'bout trying to show off
And it feels like any minute the bomb is about to go off

Shit's about to change, 'cause we ain't playin' no games
We ain't budgin', neither are they, and we ain't sayin' no names
Shit just ain't the same, when the AK's get to sprayin'
(Hip hop is in a state of 9-1-1)
It ain't about hip hop, 'cause those days are gone
It ain't about tryna rip shots to get props no more
It's about try not to get popped, and get dropped to the floor
'Cause (hip hop is in a state of 9-1-1)

Took a step off my holster 'cause shit it's gettin' serious
All theses drugs you be fuckin' with make you delirious
Thinking you comin' with heat, yo son, I'm curious
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 livin' for real and others just makin' the stories up
Illusions are broken, so live it up, you corny fucks
If you take a fuckin' minute to think about what you've done
When you stood against a gangsta who live and die by the gun
Caught a hot one, sprayin' you bitches 'til there is none
I'm like a Rolling Stone, homie, I got you under my thumb
You silly little bitches can end up right up in ditches
We cut you and give you stitches for envyin' all our riches
Your game's just like a midget, you're clockin' a small digit
Dealin' with the Giant Goliath, people, that's how we live it, come on

Shit's about to change, 'cause we ain't playin' no games
We ain't budgin', neither are they, and we ain't sayin' no names
Shit just ain't the same, when the AK's get to sprayin'
(Hip hop is in a state of 9-1-1)
It ain't about hip hop, 'cause those days are gone
It ain't about tryna rip shots to get props no more
It's about try not to get popped, and get dropped to the floor
'Cause (hip hop is in a state of 9-1-1)

Uh, Ganxsta, Ganxsta who come to pay you a visit
On this shit you call hip hop, this function is where did it
When I put it in motion, my focus is gettin' branded
My appetite for destruction is blasted because I said it
Got you stumbling for cover, this music dyin' in numbers
But you wouldn't pause and wonder, admittin' it's all glamour
When you enter the business you thinkin' you runnin' shit
You witness that funny shit, your bitches, they ain't shit
We gangsta, we blast first, ask questions later
All these imitators parading like they some playas
Tryna save hip hop, the task is somethin' greater
'Cause we old fashioned coded with loyalty motivators
Get caught, I'm not tellin', or more like killin' not carin'
I'm ridin' a gangsta feeling, no fearin' when gangsta's dyin'
I'm in a full circle with homies that's supposed to bleed
On an 8 Mile mission with Cypress and OG's

Shit's about to change, 'cause we ain't playin' no games
We ain't budgin', neither are they, and we ain't sayin' no names
Shit just ain't the same, when the AK's get to sprayin'
(Hip hop is in a state of 9-1-1)
It ain't about hip hop, 'cause those days are gone
It ain't about tryna rip shots to get props no more
It's about try not to get popped, and get dropped to the floor
'Cause (hip hop is in a state of 9-1-1)



All comments from YouTube:

@rayjeanfrench8658

Boo yaa tribe deserves heavy heavy recognition for all the work they put in over time an especially for how they saved em haha

@afaafamasaga4356

Seki uso

@warrenpeavey9561

Shit sick ill

@edgethawavestar2855

Rip gangsta ridd

@ahmedalaidy6320

How did they save him?

@stevemcknelly5036

@@ahmedalaidy6320 Back in the early 2k's, the Crips were putting their thumb on Em. Em's people reached out to the Boo-yaa T.R.I.B.E., who have connections to the Pirus. They stepped up and provided Em with security. Think about that -- A couple dozen big ol' Samoans with a prize to win (this feature) and a new homie to protect from the Crips.

@lordfickle8900

Just discovered Boo-Yaa Tribe, definitely not disappointed. 🔥🔴

@isaiahjaivam7243

Booya tribe and Eminem always on repeat 🤘🏼

@Goatchild90

Crazy to hear B-Real and Eminem rapping on the same track

@markimusmaximus7870

American psycho is a sick tune with E & B on

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