Luyện nghe bài hát Worldwide

Verse 1:
You better hope I'm up, shackled with a yard
snatch you by the neck, bide you like a tech
Wreck fools when I disconnect, you sweat
Shit your pants, get in yuor on my advance
Catch a glance of the brother who carries
Your body and buries two lyrics in styles varied
Fool what? You ain't got to say
I been backin' up side LA, all day
Blowin' up the best techs, the best
Havin' the best sex, in Wessex
The shit, I know you like it raw
'Cause ain't no other Dog breakin' the straw

Chorus (2x):
You bounce, nigga, smoke an ounce, nigga
'Cause you rollin' with the Hill and what is uh,
Can you hang with us? You bang with us?
Hill, worldwide, Los Angeles

Verse 2:
I bark, I just bite, mangle and maim niggas up
Check your strap, they us and pick us up
Fool, now you tremblin', I give you three
To break out before you a dead man
A through your headband
My in my right hand, my plug's in my left hand, punk
Cypress Hill worldwide, you a local
Don't anger me, or you can hear it in my
You want that strap on my hip
To out, the repercussions dug a fat lip
I'm buckin' at the room to the boom
Fuckin' with head like the 'shroom you consume

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(BR) Bitches, all thick-eyed, a weak ride
I take money-money, make all night
Use the mic, the mic, we choos the mic
When you sorry go off and lose the mic
(SD) We choose a life right, we with crew tight
See the light at the end of a tunnel - a gat
up your flyest apparel, a cane ray
You forget me and be back to refresh your fuckin' memory
me now, Cypress Hill soldier
Up and down the boulevard, big money
You bring descript with no defense
The whole defense hittin' the while you sleepin'