Luyện nghe bài hát Worldwide

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

Chorus (2x):
You better bounce, nigga, an ounce, nigga
'Cause you rollin' with the Hill and counts is uh,
Can you hang us? You wanna bang with us?
Hill, worldwide, Los Angeles

Verse 2:
I don't bark, I bite, mangle and maim niggas up
Check your strap, they mangle us and us up
Fool, now you tremblin', I give you three
To break out before you resemblin' a man
A hole through headband
My gat's in my hand, my plug's in my left hand, punk
Cypress Hill worldwide, you a local
anger me, or you can hear it in my vocal
You want that strap on my hip
To out, the repercussions dug a fat lip
I'm buckin' at the room soon to the
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, make all night
Use the mic, bruise the mic, we the mic
When you sorry go off and lose the mic
(SD) We a life right, we roll with 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 fuckin' memory
Remember me now, Cypress Hill
Up and the boulevard, big money folder
You bring descript sequence no defense
The whole defense hittin' the while you sleepin'