Luyện nghe bài hát Worldwide

Verse 1:
You hope I'm chained up, shackled with a yard
I'll snatch you by the neck, bide you a tech
fools when I disconnect, make you sweat
Shit your pants, get in yuor step on my
Catch a glance of the legendary brother who
Your body and buries two lyrics in styles varied
Fool You ain't got nothin' to say
I been backin' up side LA, all day
Blowin' up the best techs, the flex
Havin' the sex, fuckin' in Wessex
The shit, I know you like it raw
'Cause ain't no other Dog the last straw

(2x): B-Real
You bounce, nigga, smoke an ounce, nigga
'Cause you rollin' with the Hill and what is uh,
Can you hang with us? You bang with us?
Cypress Hill, worldwide, Los

Verse 2:
I don't bark, I bite, mangle and maim niggas up
Check your strap, mangle us and pick us up
Fool, now you tremblin', I give you three
To break out before you resemblin' a man
A hole through your
My gat's in my hand, my plug's in my left hand, punk
Hill worldwide, you just a local
Don't me, or you can hear it in my vocal
You want that strap on my hip
To deal out, the dug a fat lip
I'm buckin' at the room to the boom
Fuckin' with your head like the you consume

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(BR) Bitches, you're all thick-eyed, a ride
I take money-money, dummies all night
Use the mic, the mic, we choos the mic
you sorry niggas go off and lose the mic
(SD) We choose a life right, we roll crew tight
See the light at the end of a - a gat barrel
Wettin' up your apparel, a cane ray
You forget me and I'll be back to refresh your fuckin'
me now, Cypress Hill soldier
Up and the boulevard, big money folder
You bring sequence with no defense
The whole defense hittin' the while you sleepin'