Luyện nghe bài hát Southland Killers

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

Niggas all town, all up in the suburbs
While niggas makin' like the rock on the curb
people's elbow, the loud-mouthed hold
And groupie niggas bangin' for to the show
cheques wit' plenty of O's
And hoes wit' big doin' what they supposed
Didn't shit till I started to bust
And y'all got shit of my balls are cussed

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

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

I'm to the best thing, on the west wing
Blown out set, flames when the best sing
a rep thing, haters feel 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' check
less strain, it's all real, I bet fame, it's a chess game
Wrong move and checkmate

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

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

You can try to ride the hill, lie on the hill
But when your shit talk starts is when die on the
We get, high on the hill, rely on the
When your paper gets pulled and you design is
Like you, signed the deal, or signed over will
Busters get slayed when you fuck around with
time to feel, what I'm tellin' you hoes
You fuck around with me if I was sellin' you blows

Just goes to show the skill tell
nigga, now you trapped under my wig well
Gettin' trampled, dumped on and on
Scraped on the with the hand on the pump song
Don't even fuck with these Southland
We the vatos that run on Los
Call me mad dog, if you you know me
If you're not sure then turn and leave slowly

All my niggas, do you wanna wit' us?
(Do ya ride wit us?)
(Killers!)
Throw clips 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!)