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

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

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

Sen Dogg you rap from 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 shit

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Fucking with tha hoggs, you say you
But you nothing but a Dogg fool
On tour only to tha yuppies
We the Big Fish that'll make a out you fucking guppies

So who y'all
Niggaz down with Cypress can wipe this shit off my
Has I it like 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 took your
It be the White Boy thinking all niggaz crooks

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

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

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

I'm illusions
A Westside niggas whooping on motherfucking ass
That's what you gotta loose you lil'
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 2 you punk ass mothefuckers
And anybody else that wanna get some, in line
But bring a lunch

This how somebody got fucked up