Luyện nghe bài hát King Of The Hill

Oh yeah, it ain't over motherfuckers, these niggas don't
few years niggas got to get their motherfucking caps peeled back
Nigga this is Westside nigga, think, nigga don't think
Now, motherfuckers, go by the name of Cypress Hill
K all day

Every few years niggas think they can deal the real
Now I gots to fuck Hill, I got a voice you should fear
I drink a beer bust a rap and end your career
You cowards, never seen a hood high powered
Like the Westside Connect, me my tech

I Got 'em soon as I spot 'em I'm
Gots to these bitch ass niggas like they stole something
I see a in your clutch, you're smokin' that shit too much
Got bitch ass touched

Sen Dogg you can't rap the guts
And sounding like he got baby nuts
I don't know why think y'all slick
I don't know what down wit your click
I don't know one bitch on your
And I know one nigga pumping your shit

I hear you claiming South Central
You ain't my hood, y'all hoes from South Gate
with a voice high pitched
The "B" in B-Real must for bitch

We'll its the hip-hop junkie startin' static, now I'm up Cypress Hill
Letting niggas have it, got these wannabe up, load my slugs up
Hey yo back up Cube Dogg we passed that bitch up
Pull over and let me out this no sight
Now let me show White Boy what that Westside Connect like

Boo ya boo ya tha gauge as I spit them
Tha shots spray and made them lay as I hit 'em, uhhh
Ain't got the Swedish ass no mo'
1 down and 2 to go me a Fo' Fo'
Let me get my ride on, get my on

B-Real wish he could be me 'cause he know he can't see me,
You should have known you fade a real hog
Bringin' Inglewood small, 'cause I'm a dogg
You bustas wanna see me but you bustas come close
Because I'm ACE homies with most

Nigga me, I'm used to a hoe trying to kiss me
Now what gave your ass enough heart to diss me?
You'll up missing
And Sen Dogg is so he ain't even worth dissin'
You niggas need to

On I love my heat can't release a dub
rappin' fuck strapping I'll create another bloody glove
Its 1-0 and for sho' kill
You pussies can't match my
Cause I'm the king of the

Everybody in the Ghetto, what you're doing
1 white boy and 2 fucking
Claiming that Loco, but you ain't Mexican
to "No Vaseline" Before you flex again

Fucking with tha hoggs, you say you
But you ain't nothing but a fool
On only rapping to tha yuppies
We the Big Fish that'll make a dish out you fucking

So who y'all
Niggaz down with Cypress can wipe this shit off my
Has I it like King Kong and play Ping Pong
With fake ass Cheech and Chong, did you tell ya

Momma I had to help ya
When Sen Dogg left bitch ass in Australia
You say that I took hook?
It must be the Boy thinking all niggaz crooks

Now what? You hippies how you fucking junkies
Think you gonna me and chill
And deal tha fact that you ain't got enough skill
To kill, the of the hill

Ice could you pass me my steel?
For
I'm the of the hill
Mack10 could you me my steel?
For
I'm the king of the

Ice Cube could you pass me my
For
I'm the king of the
Westside could you me my steel?
For
I'm the of the hill!

I'm illusions
A niggas whooping on your motherfucking ass
That's what you loose you lil' bitch
Yeah nigga a bitch
Dogg we got no niggas like you on my side
this is Inglewood, westside yeah

Check it out, waiting for round 2 you punk ass mothefuckers
And anybody that wanna get some, stand in line
But bring a mothefuckers

how somebody got fucked up nigga