Текст песни Cypress Hill - Killa (feat. Ice Cube)

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(feat. Shaq) [Shag] Gimmie that beat, bitch! ([vocal sample:] "We Are At War") Ding Ding Muthafucka It's round two I got my lunch and my dinner fool You think we gonan bow down to some punk ass niggaz We from the evil side, boy [Chorus: B-Real (Shag)] Doughboy (Killa), Wack 10 (Killa) Doughboy (Killa), Wack 10 (Killa) Doughboy (Killa), Wack 10 (Killa) Doughboy (Killa), Wack 10 (Killa) [B-Real] In about four seconds some east side niggaz Is gonna put the foot in the ass of Doughboy and Wack 10 I suggest you stay tuned muthafuckas [B-Real's verse] It takes two of you faggets to get with one of me Now I'm running up in you hoes With "No Vaseline" You could be the big fish Bring your drama Fuck your mama I'll bring the pack of piranhas You tried to pull a ditty, ho But you the one who got the alternative rockers up in your video You get addicted You can take your four W fingers and stick it in Mack 10's ass and lick it Ice Cube is a thing of the past If I got no nuts it's because they're still stuck in your ass You're the King of punks King of busters King of thieves Now get down of your fuckin' knees (Shag: Bow Down) Start to sucking You try to remake NWA without Dre and Ren Dub's cool But you're fuckin' up with Mack 10 Silly little philly I'm back tearing' Can you really see my machine gun turrets? Open and aimed at your fat little frame How can I miss? I'll twist your cap and take your name Analyze it My name should be Mack 11 I'm a higher caliber MC There's no question Anytime you wann run up You get dealt with You get melted "Check Yo' self" (bitch check it) Ice Cube, you better tell'em (tell 'em mutha-fucka) Muggs made the best songs on your third album (biatch!) Shag (spoken): You and Wack 10 Can't deal with this Cypress Hill to the muthafuckin' fullest Fuck y'all So what'cha wanna do? Bring it on, nigga This is Shag from the Neighborhood Family Shag's verse: Mack 10 is a bitch Suckin' Ice Cube's dick But what you faggets know about some gangsta shit (B-Real: Nothin) Let's take it to the streets And fight like real g's What you niggaz wanna do? You can't fuck with these Ain't never had a strap Now you wanna gangsta rap Come can't to your hood 'Cause you're scared to get jacked Fuck peace, this is war Everybody on the floor When I see your fat ass I'm takin' one to your jaw Fuck you Fuck your mama Fuck your whole clique Better yet, fuck every nigga that you're down wit' Unoriginal Can't stand bitch made niggaz Ice Cube, youse an actor Not a muthafuckin' killa What neighborhood you from? What don't you ever done? When the shit goes down You the first one to run Everytime you talk Got a mouth full of drama Only missing you done Is going to church wit'cha mama B-Real's verse: You got the Real-a Swingi' of fmy nuts Cube Killa Break yourself niga, huh! Give a lick-a You ain't a killa You a busta Muthafucka Bitch made niggaz I never trust ya --Cube's "Can't trust 'em"-- Hoes like you can't figure out where you're from Are you from South Central, the Westside or Compton? Mack 10, the only thing you hoggin' on Is Ice Cube's nuts Now he's all in your guts You wannabe like him But you got no skills If he's the king You must be the queen of the Hill But I shank the Cube's fat neck 'Cause "A Bitch Iz A Bitch" And a bitch don't get no respect No doubt Westside Connections means Ice Cube's stickin' his dick in Mack 10's mouth (Aahhh!) All of your homies are

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