Luyện nghe bài hát Southland Killers

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

all across town, all up in the suburbs
While niggas makin' faces like the on the curb
Nigga people's elbow, the loud-mouthed
And groupie niggas for passes to the show
cheques wit' plenty of O's
And wit' big lips doin' what they supposed
have shit till I started to bust
And got shit 'cos of my balls are cussed

Ren and Cypress Hill, they liver than us
Nigga legendary villian, who the fuss
Nigga glock, cocked, get your shit rocked
Get your crib knocked, nigga that rib popped
bosses and trouble, they under my rubble
Clone motherfuckers, always the villain, like the
your bubble, I bust them shits
Plaques and shit, grab my dick, spit these

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

I'm close to the best thing, on the west
out your set, flames when the best sing
It's a rep thing, haters they chest pain
They feel it in they heart, I was there to things
Didn't arrest them, the bullet-proof team
These niggas shoot first they they askin' names
It's less strain, all real, I bet fame, it's a chess game
Wrong and it's checkmate

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

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

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

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

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