SOUTHLAND KILLERS

Yeah ya'll know what the fuck this is MC muthafucking Ren up in this bitch nigga Yeah all ya'll bitch ass niggas out here talking all that shit We about to drop this muthafucka on ya'll like this Punk ass niggas out here nigga We some southland killers in this muthafucka Niggas leave cross-town all up in the suburb While niggas making faces like the rock on the curb Nigga people's elbow for loud mouth hoes And groupie niggas begging for passes to the shows Big ass checks with plenty of O's And hoes with big lips doing what they supposed Didn't have shit till I started to bust And ya'll got shit cause of my balls is tough Ren and Cypress Hill they ain't liver than us Nigga legendary villain who started the fuss Nigga double glock cocked get your shit rocked Get your crip knocked nigga have that rib popped Underbosses in trouble they under my rubble Clone muthafuckas orbit the villain like the Hubble Fuck your bubble I bust them shits Pack the shit grab my dick spit these hits All my niggas do you ride with us You don't wanna ride with us Load your clips up Man we's about to bust Man we's about to bust Cypress Hill clique yeah we ready for war Yeah we ready for war All ya'll niggas better just hit the floor I'm close to the best thing on the west wing Blown out your set flames when the vet stings it's a rep thing haters feel their chest pain They feel it they heart I was there to test things Then the rest aim the bullet proof vest came These niggas shot first then ask and check names it's less strange it's all real I bet fame it's a chess game wrong move it's check mate I might sound funny out here But really niggas get money out here And hey everyday is sunny out here So listen don't play dummy out here King trife'll bust make your whole pack run Stacked enough cash so now I stack guns Fat ones all chrome and black ones Southland killing that's just how that's done All my niggas do you ride with us You don't wanna ride with us Load your clips up Man we's about to bust Man we's about to bust Cypress Hill clique yeah we ready for war Yeah we ready for war All ya'll niggas better just hit the floor You could try to ride with the hill Lie on the hill When your shit talk starts is when you die on the hill We get high on the hill Rely on the steel When your paper gets pulled and you're just signed and sealed Like you signed a deal or signed over your will Brothers get slain When you fuck around with real Take time to feel what I'm telling you holmes You couldn't fuck around with me if I was selling you flows Just goes to show the incredible skills tell Bitch nigga now you trapped under my wheel well Getting trampled dumped on and thumped on Scraping the six five with the hand on the pump song Don't even fuck with these southland grandes We them vatos that run all Los Angeles Call me mad dog if you think you know me If you're not sure than turn around and leave slowly All my niggas do you ride with us You don't wanna ride with us Load your clips up Man we's about to bust Man we's about to bust Cypress Hill clique yeah we ready for war Yeah we ready for war All ya'll niggas better just hit the floor Killer