Luyện nghe bài hát King Of The Hill

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

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

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

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

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

We'll its the junkie startin' static, now I'm rolling up Cypress Hill
niggas 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 Boy what that Westside Connect like

Boo ya boo ya from tha gauge as I them
Tha buck shots spray and made them lay as I hit 'em,
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 wish he be me 'cause he know he can't see me, bitch
You should have known you can't fade a hog
Inglewood small, 'cause I'm a real dogg
You wanna see me but you bustas can't come close
Because I'm ACE homies Americas most

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

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

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

with tha hoggs, you say you bloods
But you ain't but a Dogg fool
On tour rapping 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 stick it like King Kong and Ping Pong
With this fake ass Cheech and Chong, did you ya

Momma I had to help ya
When Sen Dogg your bitch ass in Australia
You say that I took 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 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 pass me my
For
I'm the king of the

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

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

This how got fucked up nigga