Luyện nghe bài hát Once Again

Ladies and gentlemen, and girls, I bring to you
again it's Cypress Hill
(Once again)
Once again it's Hill
(The greatest on earth)
Once again it's Hill
(Back again)
again it's Cypress Hill
(I to you)

Welcome everyone, take ya
It's great all these familiar faces
You want thug We got a lot of it
You wanna get I'm on top of it

You want bottles? C'mon, we it
You want a revolution? no stoppin' it
Enemies try to fire back, desire that, find you where the tire
'Cause we run ya down son, but in of that
Got a joint? Fools give me my back

I'm a light up the bomb, I'm a till we set off the fire alarm
No need for evacuation, find a honey that's ill for
She got friends, the more the merrier
No limits, no worries, no barriers

Once again Cypress Hill
We ill ass niggaz straight bumpin' the field
Smoke it up, from now
Somebody out steel and we live for the thrill

again it's Cypress Hill
We some ill ass straight bumpin' the field
Smoke it up, now until
calls out steel and we live for the thrill

Plug the mic in, and move the crowd
Neighbors get mad the music's loud
I send a few in the hall to talk
old man never called the cops

No pistols, if you get my yo
You one and miss better slit your wrists bro
This a gangsta party
But if you it into one a bullet might pierce your body

Relax, there's a lot of girls in
You shit niggaz, don't earl in here
Don't break shit or take nothin', your manners
Or head goes 'boom' like it's fuckin' skanless

But we ain't for all that now, just chill out
We can pop bottles or let the blood out
Cuanta, suck it up, shut your
Before you lose that fine ass on your lap

Once again it's Hill
We ill ass niggaz straight bumpin' the field
Smoke it up, now until
Somebody calls out steel and we live for the

again it's Cypress Hill
We ill ass niggaz straight bumpin' the field
Smoke it up, from now
Somebody calls out steel and we for the thrill

Cypress Hill, Cypress Hill, Cypress
Hill, Cypress Hill, Cypress Hill

You room? Let me clear one out
But I'm gone, just don't let the beers run out
In the morn' we can all the tears come out
When the pigs come, a nigga wanna one out

For now, we can the time
it up, if you slow you the last in line
Got a roach, so what? You ain't spent a
You critter, back the hell of mine

You can, the life or lose the knife
Use the pipe, but I lose tonight
All the girls picky who they chose tonight
You better hope you chillin' with the crew tonight

See that girl there? Yeah she like your style
Probably seen her on the "Girls Gone Wild"
is constipation
Of your game when in for a night of elation

again it's Cypress Hill
We ill ass niggaz straight bumpin' the field
Smoke it up, from now
calls out steel and we live for the thrill

Once again Cypress Hill
We some ill ass niggaz straight the field
it up, from now until
Somebody calls out and we live for the thrill

Cypress Hill, Hill, Cypress Hill