Lirik Lagu Southland Killers - Cypress Hill
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[Intro: MC Ren]
Yeah, y'all know what the fuck this isMC motherfuckin' Ren up in this bitch niggaYeah, all y'all bitch-ass niggas out here talkin all that shitWe 'bout to drop this motherfucker on y'all like this [gun being loaded]Punk ass niggas out here, niggaWe some Southland Killers in this motherfucker [gun is cocked][GUNSHOT]
[MC Ren]Niggas all acrosss town, up in the suburbsWhile niggas makin' faces like The Rock on the curbNigga People's Elbow, the loud-mouthed holdAnd groupie niggas bangin' for passes to the show (Can I get in?)Big-ass cheques wit' plenty of O's (O's)And hoes wit' big lips doin' what they suposed (yeah)Didn't have shit 'till I started to bustAnd y'all got shit 'cos of my balls are cussedRen and Cypress Hill, they ain't liver than usNigga Legendary Villian, who started the fussNigga double glock, cocked, get your shit rockedGet your crib knocked, nigga have that rib poppedUnder bosses and trouble, they under my rubbleClone motherfuckers, always the villain, like The HubbleFuck your bubble, I bust them shitsPlaques and shit, grab my dick, spit these hits
[Chorus: B-Real]
All, my niggas, 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!)Cy-press, Hill click, yeah we ready for war (Yeah we ready for war) (Killers!)All y'all niggas, better just hit the floor (Killers!)
[King Tee]I'm close to the best thing, on the West WingBlown out your set, flames when the best singIt's a rep thing, haters feel they chest painThey feel it in they heart, I was there to test thingsDidn't arrest (?), the bullet-proof vest teamThese niggas shoot first they they askin (?) namesIt's less strainIt's all real, I bet fame, it's a chess gameWrong move and it's checkmate (That's right)I might sound funny out hereBut really, niggas get money out hereAnd hey, everyday is sunny out hereSo listen, don't play dummy out hereKing try for bust make your whole pack runStacked enough cash so now I stack gunsFat ones, all cold and black onesSouthland Killin', it's just how that's done
[Chorus]
[Sen Dog and B-Real]You can try to ride with the Hill, lie on the Hillbut when your shit (?) is when die on the HillWe get, hot on the heel, rely on the steelWhen your paper gets pulled and you design is steeledLike you, signed the deal, or signed over your will[Sen Dog] BUSTERS GET SLAYED...!
[B-Real]...when you fuck around with RealTake time to feel, what I'm tellin' you hoes (Tellin' you hoes)You couldn't fuck around with me if I was sellin' you blowsJust goes to show the incredible skill tellBitch nigga, now you trapped under my wig wellGettin trampled, DUMPED on and thumped onScraped on the six-five with the HAND ON THE PUMP SONG
[Sen Dog]Don't even fuck with these Southland grandesWe the vatos that run on Los AngelesCall me Mad Dog, if you think you know meIf you're not sure then turn around and LEAVE SLOWLY!
[Chorus]
Yeah, y'all know what the fuck this isMC motherfuckin' Ren up in this bitch niggaYeah, all y'all bitch-ass niggas out here talkin all that shitWe 'bout to drop this motherfucker on y'all like this [gun being loaded]Punk ass niggas out here, niggaWe some Southland Killers in this motherfucker [gun is cocked][GUNSHOT]
[MC Ren]Niggas all acrosss town, up in the suburbsWhile niggas makin' faces like The Rock on the curbNigga People's Elbow, the loud-mouthed holdAnd groupie niggas bangin' for passes to the show (Can I get in?)Big-ass cheques wit' plenty of O's (O's)And hoes wit' big lips doin' what they suposed (yeah)Didn't have shit 'till I started to bustAnd y'all got shit 'cos of my balls are cussedRen and Cypress Hill, they ain't liver than usNigga Legendary Villian, who started the fussNigga double glock, cocked, get your shit rockedGet your crib knocked, nigga have that rib poppedUnder bosses and trouble, they under my rubbleClone motherfuckers, always the villain, like The HubbleFuck your bubble, I bust them shitsPlaques and shit, grab my dick, spit these hits
[Chorus: B-Real]
All, my niggas, 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!)Cy-press, Hill click, yeah we ready for war (Yeah we ready for war) (Killers!)All y'all niggas, better just hit the floor (Killers!)
[King Tee]I'm close to the best thing, on the West WingBlown out your set, flames when the best singIt's a rep thing, haters feel they chest painThey feel it in they heart, I was there to test thingsDidn't arrest (?), the bullet-proof vest teamThese niggas shoot first they they askin (?) namesIt's less strainIt's all real, I bet fame, it's a chess gameWrong move and it's checkmate (That's right)I might sound funny out hereBut really, niggas get money out hereAnd hey, everyday is sunny out hereSo listen, don't play dummy out hereKing try for bust make your whole pack runStacked enough cash so now I stack gunsFat ones, all cold and black onesSouthland Killin', it's just how that's done
[Chorus]
[Sen Dog and B-Real]You can try to ride with the Hill, lie on the Hillbut when your shit (?) is when die on the HillWe get, hot on the heel, rely on the steelWhen your paper gets pulled and you design is steeledLike you, signed the deal, or signed over your will[Sen Dog] BUSTERS GET SLAYED...!
[B-Real]...when you fuck around with RealTake time to feel, what I'm tellin' you hoes (Tellin' you hoes)You couldn't fuck around with me if I was sellin' you blowsJust goes to show the incredible skill tellBitch nigga, now you trapped under my wig wellGettin trampled, DUMPED on and thumped onScraped on the six-five with the HAND ON THE PUMP SONG
[Sen Dog]Don't even fuck with these Southland grandesWe the vatos that run on Los AngelesCall me Mad Dog, if you think you know meIf you're not sure then turn around and LEAVE SLOWLY!
[Chorus]
