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 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 can deal with the real
Now I gots to Cypress Hill, I got a voice you should fear
I a beer bust a rap and end your fucking career
You fucking cowards, never seen a hood powered
Like the Westside Connect, slide me my

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

Sen Dogg you can't rap the guts
And sounding like he got baby nuts
I don't know why y'all y'all slick
I don't know what rapper wit your click
I don't know one on your dick
And I don't know one pumping 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 stand for bitch

We'll its the hip-hop junkie 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 Dogg we that bitch muggs up
Pull over and let me out this no sight
Now let me show this White Boy what that Westside Connect

Boo ya boo ya from tha gauge as I spit
Tha buck shots and made them lay as I hit 'em, uhhh
got the Swedish punks 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 he know he can't see me, bitch
You should have known you fade a real hog
Bringin' Inglewood small, 'cause I'm a real
You wanna see me but you bustas can't come close
Because I'm ACE with Americas most

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

On everything I love my heat release a dub
Fuck rappin' fuck strapping create another bloody glove
Its 1-0 and for sho' kill
You pussies match my skill
I'm the king of the hill

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

Fucking with tha hoggs, you say you
But you ain't but a Dogg fool
On tour only to tha yuppies
We the Big Fish that'll make a dish out you guppies

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

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

Now You hip-hop hippies how you fucking junkies
Think you gonna punk me and
And with 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 king of the
Mack10 you pass me my steel?
For
I'm the king of the

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 havin'
A Westside niggas whooping on your ass
That's what you gotta you lil' bitch
Yeah nigga youse a
Dogg we ain't got no like you on my side
Nigga this is Inglewood, yeah

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

This how somebody got up nigga