Luyện nghe bài hát Southland Killers

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

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

Ren and Cypress Hill, they ain't than us
legendary villian, who started the fuss
Nigga double glock, cocked, get your rocked
Get your crib knocked, have that rib popped
Under bosses and trouble, they under my
Clone motherfuckers, the villain, like the hubble
Fuck bubble, I bust them shits
and shit, grab my dick, spit these hits

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

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

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

All my niggas, do you wanna ride us?
(Do ya ride wit us?)
(Killers!)
Throw your 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, just hit the floor
(Killers!)

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

Just goes to show the incredible tell
nigga, now you trapped under my wig well
Gettin' trampled, dumped on and on
Scraped on the six-five with the hand on the song
Don't even with these Southland grandes
We the that run on Los Angeles
me mad dog, if you think you know me
If you're not sure then around and leave slowly

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