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 their caps peeled back
Nigga 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 deal the real
Now I gots to fuck Hill, I got a voice you should fear
I a beer bust a rap and end your fucking career
You fucking cowards, never a hood high powered
Like the Connect, slide me my tech

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

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

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

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

Boo ya boo ya tha gauge as I spit them
Tha buck spray and made them lay as I hit 'em, uhhh
Ain't got the Swedish ass no mo'
1 down and 2 to go 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 have known you can't fade a real hog
Bringin' Inglewood small, 'cause I'm a real
You bustas wanna see me but you bustas come close
Because I'm ACE with Americas most

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

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

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

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

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

that I had to help ya
When Sen Dogg 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 hippies how you junkies
Think you punk me and chill
And deal with tha fact you ain't got enough skill
To kill, the king of the

Ice Cube could you me my steel?
For
I'm the of the hill
Mack10 could you me my steel?
For
I'm the king of the

Ice Cube you pass 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
That's you gotta loose you lil' bitch
nigga youse a bitch
Dogg we ain't got no like you on my side
Nigga this is Inglewood, westside

Check it out, waiting for round 2 you punk ass mothefuckers
And else that wanna get some, stand in line
But bring a lunch

This how somebody got fucked up