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Cypress Hill - Fuck Connection

Gimmie that beat, bitch! (vocal "We Are At War")
Ding Muthafucka
It's two
I got my and my dinner fool
You think we gon bow down to some ass niggaz
We from the side, boy

Chorus: [Shag]
[Killa], Wack 10 [Killa]
Doughboy [Killa], Wack 10
[Killa], Wack 10 [Killa]
Doughboy [Killa], 10 [Killa]

In about four seconds some side niggaz
Is put the foot in the ass of Doughboy and Wack 10
I suggest you stay tuned

verse]
It takes two of you to get with one of me
Now I'm up in you hoes
"No Vaseline"
You be the big fish
Bring drama
Fuck your
bring the pack of piranhas
You tried to a ditty, ho
But you the one who got the alternative rockers up in video
You get
You can your four W fingers and stick it in Mack 10's ass and lick it
Ice is a thing of the past
If I got no nuts it's because they're still in your ass
You're the King of
of busters
King of
Now get down of fuckin' knees (Shag: Bow Down)
Start to

You try to remake NWA Dre and Ren
Dub's
But fuckin' up with Mack 10
little philly
I'm tearing'
Can you see my machine gun turrets?
Open and aimed at your fat little
How can I
I'll twist cap and take your name
it
My name should be 11
I'm a caliber MC
There's no
Anytime you run up
You get dealt
You get
"Check Yo' self" (bitch it)
Ice Cube, you better (tell 'em mutha-fucka)
Muggs made the best songs on your album (biatch!)

[Shag
You and 10
deal with this
Cypress Hill to the fullest
Fuck
So wanna do?
Bring it on,
This is Shag from the Neighborhood

verse]
Mack 10 is a
Suckin' Ice Cube's
But you faggets know about some gangsta shit (B-Real: Nothin)
take it to the streets
And like real g's
What you niggaz do?
You can't fuck with
Ain't had a strap
Now you gangsta rap
Come to your hood
'Cause you're scared to get
Fuck peace, is war
Everybody on the
I see your fat ass
I'm takin' one to jaw
you
Fuck mama
Fuck whole clique
Better yet, fuck every nigga that you're wit'

Can't stand bitch made
Ice Cube, youse an
Not a muthafuckin'
neighborhood you from?
What you ever done?
When the shit goes
You the one to run
you talk
Got a full of drama
Only missing you
Is to church wit'cha mama

[B-Real's
You got the
Swingi' of my
Killa
Break niga, huh!
Dick-a
You a killa
You a

Bitch made
I never trust ya "Can't trust 'em"--
Hoes like you can't figure out where you're
Are you from South Central, the or Compton?
Mack 10, the thing you hoggin' on
Is Ice Cube's
Now he's all in guts
You like him
But you got no
If the king
You must be the of the Hill
But I the Cube's fat neck
'Cause "A Iz A Bitch"
And a bitch get no respect
No
Westside Connections
Ice stickin' his dick in Mack 10's mouth (Aahhh!)
All of your homies are down my clique
Why you always be bitin' my shit
And you don't know one on my dick
But is best get a blood test for your kid
bangin' you done was with toy figures
Your mama let you hang
With g niggaz
Bring your on
You wanna
So get it on (bullets for some chingazos, ese!)
10
I give you a
I
You'll realize that you're fucked
And run to me
You pretty trick
You look real (Mmmm!)
I should you one of my hoes like
Cube was for
Doughboy, you're fuckin' around wit' the real
I'm no Scarface movie land bullshit
Actor, studio
You should win an
For most outstanding wax
Fuck you been through
What you're through
Side family, nigga
What you do?

Eastside!
That's nigga!
East muthafuckin'
we die, nigga!
Fuck all you ass niggaz!
187
10 187
Any other ass nigga
Who wanna this beat
187
We hit up like that
We bicoastal,
Cypress Hill
Niggaz better
We to chastise
Nigga, whoo
That's how we hoo nigga
No for none of ya'll punk ass niggaz
coast nigga, West coast
We don't give a
Talk shit get shot,
how we feel, nigga
get killed,
Caps get peeled fuckin' Cypress Hill
Yeah, I you knew nigga
I muthafucka
How that sound nigga
Hill Family
They're gonna all ya'll biggaz
(Chris Tucker "You got knocked the fuck out man)