Southland Killers

Yeah

y'all know what the fuck this is

MC motherfuckin' Ren up in this bitch nigga

Yeah

all y'all bitch-ass niggas out here talkin all that shit

We 'bout to drop this motherfucker on y'all like this (gun being loaded)

Punk ass niggas out here

nigga

We some Southland Killers in this motherfucker

Niggas all acrosss town

up in the suburbs

While niggas makin' faces like The Rock on the curb

Nigga People's Elbow

the loud-mouthed hold

And 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 bust

And y'all got shit 'cos of my balls are cussed

Ren and Cypress Hill

they ain't liver than us

Nigga Legendary Villian

who started the fuss

Nigga double glock

cocked

get your shit rocked

Get your crib knocked

nigga have that rib popped

Under bosses and trouble

they under my rubble

Clone motherfuckers

always the villain

like The Hubble

Fuck your bubble

I bust them shits

Plaques and shit

grab my dick

spit these hits

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!)

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 (?)

the bullet-proof vest team

These niggas shoot first they they askin (?) names

It's less strain

It's all real

I bet fame

it's a chess game

Wrong move and it's checkmate (That's right)

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 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 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!)

You can try to ride with the Hill

lie on the Hill

but when your shit (?) is when die on the Hill

We get

hot on the heel

rely on the steel

When your paper gets pulled and you design is steeled

Like you

signed the deal

or signed over your will

(Sen Dog) Busters get slayed…!

…when you fuck around with Real

Take time to feel

what I'm tellin' you hoes (Tellin' you hoes)

You couldn't fuck around with me if I was sellin' you blows

Just goes to show the incredible skill tell

Bitch nigga

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 fuck 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 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!)