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

Every few niggas think they can deal 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 career
You cowards, never seen a hood high powered
the Westside Connect, slide me my tech

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

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

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

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

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

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

miss 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 is so wacked he ain't even worth dissin'
You need to listen

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

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

Fucking with tha hoggs, you say you
But you ain't nothing but a Dogg
On tour only to tha yuppies
We the Big Fish make a dish out you fucking guppies

So who with?
down with Cypress can wipe this shit off my dick
Has I stick it like King and play Ping Pong
With fake ass Cheech and Chong, did you tell ya

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

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

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

I'm havin'
A Westside niggas whooping on your ass
what you gotta loose you lil' bitch
Yeah nigga youse a
Dogg we ain't got no niggas like you on my
Nigga is Inglewood, westside yeah

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

This how got fucked up nigga