Luyện nghe bài hát Worldwide

Verse 1:
You better hope I'm up, shackled with a yard
I'll snatch you by the neck, you like a tech
Wreck fools I disconnect, make you sweat
Shit your pants, get in step on my advance
Catch a glance of the brother who carries
body and buries 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 techs, the best flex
the best sex, fuckin' in Wessex
The hardcore shit, I know you it raw
'Cause ain't no other Dog breakin' the straw

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

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

3
(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 a life right, we roll with crew tight
See the light at the end of a tunnel - a gat
Wettin' up your apparel, a cane ray
You forget me and I'll be back to refresh your fuckin'
Remember me now, Cypress Hill
Up and the boulevard, big money folder
You bring sequence with no defense
The whole defense hittin' the bones you sleepin'