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  • 作词 : Freese, McBride, Muggerud ...
    Yeah, you all know what the ************* this is
    MC mother******' ran up in this ************* *************
    Yeah, all you all *************-ass *************s out here talkin all that *************t
    We about to drop this mother****** on you all like this
    Punk ass *************s out here, *************
    We some southland killers in this mother******
    *************s all across town, all up in the suburbs
    While *************s makin' faces like the rock on the curb
    ************* people's elbow, the loud-mouthed hold
    And groupie *************s bangin' for passes to the show
    Big-ass cheques wit' plenty of
    O'sAnd hoes wit' big lips doin' what they supposed
    Didn't have *************t till
    I started to bust
    And y'all got *************t 'cos of my ************* are cussed
    Ren and Cypress
    Hill, they ain't liver than us
    ************* legendary villian, who started the fuss
    ************* double glock, *************ed, get your *************t rocked
    Get your crib knocked, ************* have that rib popped
    Under bosses and trouble, they under my rubble
    Clone mother******s, always the villain, like the hubble
    ************* your bubble,
    I bust them *************ts
    Plaques and *************t, grab my *************, spit these hits
    All, my *************s, do you wanna ride wit' us?(Do ya wanna ride wit us?)(Killers!)
    Throw your clips up, man we's about to bust(Man we's about to bust)(Killers!)
    Cypress Hill click, yeah we ready for war(Yeah we ready for war)(Killers!)
    All you all *************s, better just hit the floor(Killers!)
    I'm close to the best thing, on the west wing
    Blown out your set, flames when the best sing
    It's a rep thing, haters feel they chest pain
    They feel it in they heart,
    I was there to test things
    Didn't arrest them, the bullet-proof vest team
    These *************s shoot first they they askin' check names
    It's less strain, it's all real,
    I bet fame, it's a chess game
    Wrong move and it's checkmate
    I might sound funny out here
    But really, *************s get money out here
    And hey, everyday is sunny out here
    So listen, don't play dummy out here
    King try for bust make your whole pack run
    Stacked enough cash so now
    I stack guns
    Fat ones, all cold and black ones
    Southland killin', it's just how that's done
    All my *************s, do you wanna ride wit' us?(Do ya wanna ride wit us?)(Killers!)
    Throw your clips up, man we's about to bust(Man we's about to bust)(Killers!)
    Cypress Hill click, yeah we ready for war(Yeah we ready for war)(Killers!)
    All you all *************s, better just hit the floor(Killers!)
    You can try to ride with the hill, lie on the hill
    But when your *************t talk starts is when die on the hill
    We get, high on the hill, rely on the steel
    When your paper gets pulled and you design is steeled
    Like you, signed the deal, or signed over your will
    Busters get slayed when you ************* around with real
    Take time to feel, what
    I'm tellin' you hoes
    You couldn't ************* around with me if
    I was sellin' you blows
    Just goes to show the incredible skill tell
    ************* *************, now you trapped under my wig well
    Gettin' trampled, dumped on and thumped on
    Scraped on the six-five with the hand on the pump song
    Don't even ************* with these
    Southland grandes
    We the vatos that run on
    Los Angeles
    Call me mad dog, if you think you know me
    If you're not sure then turn around and leave slowly
    All my *************s, do you wanna ride wit' us?(Do ya wanna ride wit us?)(Killers!)
    Throw your clips up, man we's about to bust(Man we's about to bust)(Killers!)
    Cypress Hill click, yeah we ready for war(Yeah we ready for war)(Killers!)
    All you all *************s, better just hit the floor(Killers!)
  • 作词 : Freese, McBride, Muggerud ...
    Yeah, you all know what the ************* this is
    MC mother******' ran up in this ************* *************
    Yeah, all you all *************-ass *************s out here talkin all that *************t
    We about to drop this mother****** on you all like this
    Punk ass *************s out here, *************
    We some southland killers in this mother******
    *************s all across town, all up in the suburbs
    While *************s makin' faces like the rock on the curb
    ************* people's elbow, the loud-mouthed hold
    And groupie *************s bangin' for passes to the show
    Big-ass cheques wit' plenty of
    O'sAnd hoes wit' big lips doin' what they supposed
    Didn't have *************t till
    I started to bust
    And y'all got *************t 'cos of my ************* are cussed
    Ren and Cypress
    Hill, they ain't liver than us
    ************* legendary villian, who started the fuss
    ************* double glock, *************ed, get your *************t rocked
    Get your crib knocked, ************* have that rib popped
    Under bosses and trouble, they under my rubble
    Clone mother******s, always the villain, like the hubble
    ************* your bubble,
    I bust them *************ts
    Plaques and *************t, grab my *************, spit these hits
    All, my *************s, do you wanna ride wit' us?(Do ya wanna ride wit us?)(Killers!)
    Throw your clips up, man we's about to bust(Man we's about to bust)(Killers!)
    Cypress Hill click, yeah we ready for war(Yeah we ready for war)(Killers!)
    All you all *************s, better just hit the floor(Killers!)
    I'm close to the best thing, on the west wing
    Blown out your set, flames when the best sing
    It's a rep thing, haters feel they chest pain
    They feel it in they heart,
    I was there to test things
    Didn't arrest them, the bullet-proof vest team
    These *************s shoot first they they askin' check names
    It's less strain, it's all real,
    I bet fame, it's a chess game
    Wrong move and it's checkmate
    I might sound funny out here
    But really, *************s get money out here
    And hey, everyday is sunny out here
    So listen, don't play dummy out here
    King try for bust make your whole pack run
    Stacked enough cash so now
    I stack guns
    Fat ones, all cold and black ones
    Southland killin', it's just how that's done
    All my *************s, do you wanna ride wit' us?(Do ya wanna ride wit us?)(Killers!)
    Throw your clips up, man we's about to bust(Man we's about to bust)(Killers!)
    Cypress Hill click, yeah we ready for war(Yeah we ready for war)(Killers!)
    All you all *************s, better just hit the floor(Killers!)
    You can try to ride with the hill, lie on the hill
    But when your *************t talk starts is when die on the hill
    We get, high on the hill, rely on the steel
    When your paper gets pulled and you design is steeled
    Like you, signed the deal, or signed over your will
    Busters get slayed when you ************* around with real
    Take time to feel, what
    I'm tellin' you hoes
    You couldn't ************* around with me if
    I was sellin' you blows
    Just goes to show the incredible skill tell
    ************* *************, now you trapped under my wig well
    Gettin' trampled, dumped on and thumped on
    Scraped on the six-five with the hand on the pump song
    Don't even ************* with these
    Southland grandes
    We the vatos that run on
    Los Angeles
    Call me mad dog, if you think you know me
    If you're not sure then turn around and leave slowly
    All my *************s, do you wanna ride wit' us?(Do ya wanna ride wit us?)(Killers!)
    Throw your clips up, man we's about to bust(Man we's about to bust)(Killers!)
    Cypress Hill click, yeah we ready for war(Yeah we ready for war)(Killers!)
    All you all *************s, better just hit the floor(Killers!)

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