Luyện nghe bài hát King Of The Hill

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

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

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

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

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

its the hip-hop junkie startin' static, now I'm rolling up Cypress Hill
Letting niggas have it, got these wannabe up, load my slugs up
Hey yo up Cube Dogg we passed that bitch muggs up
Pull over and let me out 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 spray and made them lay as I hit 'em,
Ain't got the punks ass no mo'
1 down and 2 to go me a Fo' Fo'
Let me get my ride on, get my on

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

Nigga me, I'm used to a hoe trying to kiss me
Now what gave your bitch ass enough to diss me?
You'll come up
And Sen Dogg is so wacked he even worth dissin'
You niggas need to

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

Everybody in the Ghetto, know what you're
1 white boy and 2 Cubans
Claiming you're Loco, but you ain't Mexican
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 that'll make a dish out you fucking guppies

So who y'all
Niggaz down 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
Sen Dogg left your bitch ass in Australia
You say I took your hook?
It must be the White Boy thinking all niggaz

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

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

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

I'm havin'
A niggas whooping on your motherfucking ass
That's what you loose you lil' bitch
Yeah nigga a bitch
Dogg we ain't got no niggas like you on my
Nigga this is Inglewood, yeah

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

This how somebody got fucked up