Luyện nghe bài hát Southland Killers

Yeah, you all what the fuck this is
MC motherfuckin' ran up in bitch nigga
Yeah, all you all bitch-ass niggas out talkin all that shit
We about to this motherfucker on you all like this
ass niggas out here, nigga
We some southland killers in this

all across town, all up in the suburbs
While niggas makin' faces the rock on the curb
Nigga elbow, the loud-mouthed hold
And groupie niggas for passes to the show
Big-ass cheques plenty of O's
And hoes wit' big lips doin' what supposed
Didn't have shit I started to bust
And y'all got 'cos of my balls are cussed

Ren and Cypress Hill, they liver than us
legendary villian, who started the fuss
Nigga double glock, cocked, get your rocked
Get your knocked, nigga have that rib popped
Under bosses and trouble, they under my
motherfuckers, always the villain, like the hubble
Fuck your bubble, I bust shits
Plaques and shit, grab my dick, spit hits

All, my niggas, do you wanna ride us?
(Do ya ride wit us?)
(Killers!)
Throw your clips up, man about to bust
(Man about to bust)
(Killers!)
Cypress Hill click, yeah we for war
(Yeah we for war)
(Killers!)
All you all niggas, just hit the floor
(Killers!)

I'm to the best thing, on the west wing
Blown out your set, flames when the best
It's a rep thing, haters feel they pain
They feel it in they heart, I was there to test
Didn't arrest them, the bullet-proof vest
niggas shoot first they they askin' check names
It's less strain, it's all real, I bet fame, it's a chess
Wrong move and it's

I might sound funny out
But really, niggas get money out
And hey, everyday is out here
So listen, don't dummy out here
King try for bust make your whole run
Stacked enough cash so now I guns
Fat ones, all cold and black
Southland killin', it's how that's done

All my niggas, do you ride wit' us?
(Do ya wanna wit us?)
(Killers!)
Throw your clips up, man we's to bust
(Man about to bust)
(Killers!)
Cypress Hill click, we ready for war
(Yeah we for war)
(Killers!)
All you all niggas, just hit the floor
(Killers!)

You can try to with the hill, lie on the hill
But when your shit talk starts is die on the hill
We get, on the hill, rely on the steel
When paper gets pulled and you design is steeled
you, signed the deal, or signed over your will
Busters get slayed you fuck around with real
Take to feel, what I'm tellin' you hoes
You couldn't fuck around with me if I was sellin' you

Just goes to show the incredible skill
Bitch nigga, now you under my wig well
trampled, dumped on and thumped on
Scraped on the six-five with the on the pump song
Don't even fuck with these grandes
We the vatos run on Los Angeles
Call me mad dog, if you you know me
If you're not sure then turn and leave slowly

All my niggas, do you ride wit' us?
(Do ya ride wit us?)
(Killers!)
your clips up, man we's about to bust
(Man about to bust)
(Killers!)
Cypress Hill click, yeah we for war
(Yeah we for war)
(Killers!)
All you all niggas, better just hit the
(Killers!)