Luyện nghe bài hát Once Again

Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, I to you
Once it's Cypress Hill
(Once again)
Once again Cypress Hill
(The greatest on earth)
Once it's Cypress Hill
(Back again)
Once again Cypress Hill
(I to you)

Welcome everyone, ya places
It's great seein' all these faces
You want thug We got a lot of it
You wanna get I'm on top of it

You want C'mon, we poppin' it
You a revolution? Ain't no stoppin' it
Enemies try to fire back, desire that, find you where the tire
'Cause we run ya down son, but in spite of
Got a joint? give me my lighter back

I'm a light up the bomb, I'm a blaze we set off the fire alarm
No for evacuation, find a honey that's ill for ejaculation
She got friends, well the the merrier
No limits, no worries, no barriers

Once it's Cypress Hill
We some ill ass straight bumpin' the field
Smoke it up, now until
Somebody out steel and we live for the thrill

Once again Cypress Hill
We some ill ass niggaz straight the field
it up, from now until
Somebody calls out steel and we live for the

Plug the mic in, and I'll the crowd
Neighbors get mad 'cause the loud
I send a few girls in the to talk
Crusty old man never called the

No pistols, if you get my yo
You pull one and miss slit your wrists bro
ain't a gangsta party
But if you turn it into one a bullet might pierce body

Relax, a lot of girls in here
You shit niggaz, don't earl in here
break shit or take nothin', mind your manners
Or your head goes 'boom' like it's fuckin'

But we ain't for all that right now, chill out
We can pop bottles or let the spill out
Cuanta, suck it up, shut your
you lose that fine ass girl on your lap

Once again it's Cypress
We ill ass niggaz straight bumpin' the field
Smoke it up, from now
Somebody calls out steel and we for the thrill

again it's Cypress Hill
We some ill ass niggaz bumpin' the field
Smoke it up, now until
Somebody calls out and we live for the thrill

Cypress Hill, Hill, Cypress Hill
Cypress Hill, Cypress Hill, Hill

You wanna room? Let me one out
But while I'm gone, don't let the beers run out
In the morn' we can watch all the tears out
When the come, a nigga wanna hear one out

For now, we can pass the
Blazin' it up, if you you the last in line
Got a roach, so You ain't spent a dime
You ungrateful-ass critter, the hell of mine

You can, the life or lose the knife
Use the pipe, but I can't tonight
All the girls bein' picky who they chose
You better hope you chillin' with the crew tonight

See that girl over there? she like your style
Probably her on the video "Girls Gone Wild"
is constipation
Of your game you're in for a night of elation

Once again it's Cypress
We some ill ass niggaz straight bumpin' the
it up, from now until
Somebody out steel and we live for the thrill

Once again it's Hill
We some ill ass niggaz straight bumpin' the
it up, from now until
Somebody out steel and we live for the thrill

Cypress Hill, Hill, Cypress Hill