Southland Killers (feat. M.C. Ren and King Tee)

Yeah y'all know what the fuck this is

MC mother fucking Ren up on this bitch ****

Yeah all y'all bitch ass **** out here talking all that shit

We' bout to drop this motherfucker on y'all like this

Punk ass **** out here ****

We some south land killers in the motherfucker

**** all across town up in the suburbs

While **** making faces like the rock on the curb

**** people's elbow

The loud mouthed hoes

And groupie **** banging for passes to the show (Can I get in)

Big ass checks with plenty of O's (O's)

And hoes with big lips doing what the supposed (Yeah)

Didn't have shit till I started to bust

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

Ren and Cypress Hill

They ain't liver than us

**** legendary villain who started the fuss

**** double glock cocked

Get your shit rocked

Get you crib knocked ****

Have that rib popped

Under bosses and trouble

They under my rubble

Clone mother fuckers always the villain like the Hubble

Fuck your bubble

I bust them shits

Plaques and shit

Grab my dick

Spit these hits

All my ****

Do you want to ride wit us (Killers)

Do ya want to ride wit us

Throw you clips up

Man we's about to bust (Killers)

Man we's about to bust

Cypress Hill click

Yeah we ready for war (Killers)

Yeah we ready for war

All y'all **** 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 aim

The bullet proof vest came

These **** shoot first

Then asking check names

It's less strain

It's all real

I bet fame

It's a chest game

Wrong move and it's checkmate

(That's right)

I might sound funny out here

But really **** 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 killing

It's just how that's done

All my ****

Do you want to ride wit us (Killers)

Do you want to ride wit us

Throw you clips up

Man we's about to bust

Man we's about to bust (Killers)

Cypress Hill click

Yeah we ready for war (Killers)

Yeah we ready for war

All y'all **** better just hit the floor (Killers)

You can try to ride with the Hill

Lie on the hill

When your shit talks is when you 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

(Busters get slayed)

When you fuck around with real

Take time to feel what I'm telling you hoes

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

Just goes to shoe the incredible skill tell

Bitch **** now you trapped under my wheel well

Getting trampled, dumped on and thumped on

Scraped on the sic five with the hand on the pump song

Don't even fuck with these southland grands

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 ****

Do you want to ride wit us (Killers)

Do you want to ride wit us

Throw you clips up

Man we's about to bust (Killers)

Man we's about to bust

Cypress Hill click

Yeah we ready for war (Killers)

Yeah we ready for war

All y'all **** better just hit the floor (Killers)