Luyện nghe bài hát King Of The Hill

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

Every few years niggas think they can with 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 fucking
You fucking cowards, never a hood high powered
Like the Westside Connect, me my tech

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

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

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

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

Boo ya boo ya from tha as I spit them
Tha buck shots and made them lay as I hit 'em, uhhh
got the Swedish punks ass no mo'
1 and 2 to go hand me a Fo' Fo'
Let me get my on, get my homicide on

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

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

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

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

with tha hoggs, you say you bloods
But you ain't but a Dogg fool
On tour only to tha yuppies
We the Big Fish that'll a dish out you fucking guppies

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

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

Now what? You hip-hop hippies how you junkies
Think you gonna punk me and
And deal with tha fact that you ain't got skill
To kill, the of the hill

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

I'm illusions
A niggas whooping on your motherfucking ass
That's what you gotta loose you bitch
Yeah youse a bitch
we ain't got no niggas like you on my side
Nigga this is Inglewood, yeah

Check it out, we're waiting for round 2 you punk ass
And anybody else that wanna get some, stand in
But bring a lunch

This how got fucked up nigga