Афонина Татьяна фотограф Москва
1,117 3 часа назад

Текст песни Cypress Hill - Killa Hill

Cypress Hill - Killa Hill слова песни




[Capitan Pingaloca]"Esto no me gusta. Aqui la gente, la gente no sirve pa` mierda. Aquiyo soy, yo soy Capitan Pingaloca. Y to` mundo aqui, me sirve a mi o vapa`l carajo. Oye... revolucion compadre!"[B-Real]In the midst of the madnessNo question, who`s the baddestMCs in the game runnin for the statusTake a few seconds to review the crewsSittin` on top is the Hill lookin` over youKilla Hill NiggasCleaned in my dreamCookin` up a schemeFor all them big bank niggasThe world is yours, but it can be mine and hisBust you out the frame, I don`t give a fuck who it isNumber one mission, oppositionGet dumb, succumb and then positionIn a casket, best wishesAt the bottom of the lake, sleepin` with the fishesFull out search for the bodyOf the MCs who be comin` to disrupt the partyNo wins, no ends, no wayThat I`m ever gonna let ya come back again![RZA]Check my dramaticsBrains get splatteredDreams shatteredSabas get blasted for words he packagedBeat the sequenceBravado lessons on his defensePile you niggas talkin` fast like Puerto RicansWhat you seekin`Son I catch clean like DominicansLast MohicanWitness I`m speakin, loud as Indians, tomahawkShaolin slang, the violent talkUpstate New YorkWhere chumps get extorted for NewportsWhat you thought[B-Real]Ease back, ease back or I squeeze up on the triggerThen I`m never gonna let ya come back againThe` the` the` then I`m never gonna let ya come back againEase back, ease back or I squeeze up on the triggerThen I`m never gonna let ya come back againEase back, ease backEase back, ease back or I squeeze up on the triggerThen I`m never gonna let ya come back again[Capitan Pingaloca]"Y ya esta dicho. Todos los que no les guste mi `rebote` van a morir.Yo le voy a meter una bala a la cabeza a cualquier maricon, que no mepersiga a mi a la `singadapuerta`. Oye, hijo puta! Quiero quemarte lacara!"[U-God]Words droppin` chantThe check DI slantI`m taking these cannabis plantsYo for grantedExotic narcoticTunes slam soonFrom a duneIn the desertMega-Babylon pleasureComin` out the domepiece, smell my aromaWarrior nomadPut you in a comaCommaLlamaSmash-crashin` your armorDramaI`m aStealth aircraft bomberHere is where I dwellAt the gates o` hellIt ain`t where you`re fromIt`s where you`re in the mentalsAnd if not, yo` credentialsAre essentialI see realityView things surrounding meFree like a spread, precise strikes the lyricNot frontin` or braggin`Hundred percent red dragonPine fragranced lyrics, the rhymes you can`t imagineThe globe-trotter, call me Meadowlog LemonFive part criminal, two part felon[B-Real]Then I`m never gonna let ya come back againThe` the` the` then I`m never gonna let ya come back againEase back, ease back or I squeeze up on the triggerThe` then I`m never gonna let ya come back againEase back, ease back or I squeeze up on the triggerThen I`m never gonna let ya come back againEase,Ease backEase back, ease back or I squeeze up on the triggerThen I`m never gonna let ya come back againEase back or I squeeze up on the trigger[Capitan Pingaloca]"Esta dicho! Aqui, la revelacion! No se la ve por television. Todoslos maricones del norte, que los voy a matar yo. Va a ser aqui en nuestropais. Y todos los `singamasones`, que estan singando un mundo. Tambien,van a ver la muerte de ellos mismos, lo en las manos de ellos. Un dia,va a ser sangre, mucha sangre. La peste de los cuerpos muertos, vas aoir, que se va a hueler. Hasta los Estados Unidos, estos cabrones, que conla democracia, que nos `tan singando en el culo. Todos son unos mismoscabrones..."

Другие песни Cypress Hill:

Похожие артисты:

wispoz.com © 2007-2026