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Westside Connection: King Of The Hill Lyrics

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Artist: Westside Connection
Song title: King Of The Hill

Oh Yeah,

It ain't over motherfuckers...

Niggas don't understand...

Every few years,

Niggas got to get their motherfucking caps peeled back...

Nigga this is Westside nigga...dont think, nigga DONT THINK!

Now, next motherfuckers...go by the name of Cypress Hill

K all motherfucking day

[Ice Cube]

Every few years niggas think they can deal with the real

Now I gots to fuck Cypress Hill

I got a voice you should fear!

I drink a beer bust a rap and end your fucking career

You fuckin cowards

Never seen a hood high powered

Like the Westside Connect

Slide me my tech

I Got'em

Soon as I spot'em I'm dumpin

Gots to treat these bitch ass niggas like they stole something

I see a joint in your clutch

You're smokin that shit too much

Got your bitch ass touched

Sen Dogg you can't rap from the guts

And B-Real sounding like he got baby nuts

I don't know why y'all think y'all slick

I don't know what rapper down wit your click

I don't know one bitch on your dick

And I don't know one nigga pumping your shit

I hear you claiming South Central wait...

You ain't from my hood!

Y'all hoes from South Gate

Coming with a voice high pitched

The "B" in B-Real must stand for Bitch

[Mack 10]

We'll its the Hip-Hop junkie startin static

Now I'm rolling up Cypress Hill

Letting niggas have it

Got these wannabe thugs up

Load my slugs up

Hey yo back up Cube Dogg we passed that bitch Muggs up

Pull over and let me out this show no sight

And let me show this White Boy

What that Westside Connect like

Boo Ya Boo Ya! from tha gauge as I spit them

Tha buck shots spray and made them lay as I hit'em (Uhhh)

Ain't got the Swedish punks ass no mo'

1 down and 2 to go

Hand me a Fo' Fo'

Let me get my ride on

Get my homicide on

B-Real wish he could be me 'cause he know he can't see me (Biiiiiitch!)

You should have known you can't fade a real hog

Bringin Inglewood small

Cause I'm a real dogg

You bustas wanna see me but you bustas can't come close

Because I'm ACE homies with Americas Most

Nigga miss me

I'm used to a hoe trying to kiss me

Now what gave your bitch ass enough heart to diss me?

You'll come up missing

And Sen Dogg is so wacked he ain't even worth dissin (hahaha)

You niggas need to listen

On everything I love my heat can't release a dub

Fuck rappin fuck strapping I'll create another bloody glove

Its 1 - 0 and For sho' I'll kill

You pussies can't match my skill

Cause I'm the King Of The Hill!

[Ice Cube]

Everybody in the Ghetto, know what you're doing

1 white boy and 2 fucking Cubans

Claiming that you're Loco

But you ain't Mexican

Listen to "No Vaseline" Before you flex again

Fucking with tha hoggs

You say you bloods

But you ain't nothing but a Dogg fool

On tour only rapping to tha yuppies

We the Big Fish that'll make a dish out you fucking guppies

So who y'all with?

Niggaz down with Cypress can wipe this shit off my dick

Has I stick it like King Kong

And play Ping Pong

With this fake ass Cheech and Chong

Did you tell ya

Momma that I had to help ya

When Sen Dogg left your bitch ass in Australia

You say that I took your hook?

It must be the White Boy thinking all niggaz crooks

Now What? You hip-hop Hippies

How you fucking junkies

Think you Gonna Punk Me?

And chill

And Deal with tha fact that you ain't got enough skill

To kill

The King Of The Hill


Ice Cube could you pass me my steel?

[Ice Cube]

For real!


I'm the king of the Hill!

[Ice Cube]

Mack10 could you pass me my steel?


For real!

[Ice Cube]

I'm the King of the Hill!


Ice Cube could you pass me my steel?

[Ice Cube]

For real!


I'm the king of the Hill!

[Ice Cube]

Westside could you pass me my steel?


For real!

[Ice Cube]

I'm the King of the Hill!

"I'm havin Illusions"

[Ice Cube]

A Westside niggas whooping on your motherfuckin ass

That's what you gotta loose u lil' BITCH


Yeah nigga youse a bitch

Dogg we aint got no niggas like you on my side

Nigga this is Inglewood

Westside Yeeeeeah

[Ice Cube]

Check it out...

We're waiting for round 2 you punk ass mothefuckers

And anybody else that wanna get some

Stand in line

But bring a lunch mothefuckers...

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