King Of The Hill Westside Connection

[Intro: Ice Cube]
Oh yeah it ain't over motherfuckers
These niggas don't understand
Every few years niggas got to get their motherfuckin' caps peeled back
Nigga this is Westside nigga, don't think, nigga don't think
Now, next motherfuckers go by the name of Cypress Hill
K all motherfuckin' day

[Verse 1: Ice Cube]
Every few years niggas think they can deal with the real
Now I gots to fuck Cypress Hill
I got a voice you should fear
I drink a beer, bust a rap and end your fuckin' career
You fuckin' cowards, never seen a hood high powered
Like the Westside Connect
Slide me my TEC
I got 'em, soon as I spot 'em, I'm dumpin'
Gotta treat these bitch ass niggas like they stole somethin'
I see a joint in your clutch
You're smokin' that shit too much, got your bitch ass touched
Sen Dog you can't rap from the guts
And B-Real soundin' like he got baby nuts
I don't know why y'all think y'all slick
I don't know one rapper down wit' your clique
I don't know one bitch on your dick
And I don't know one nigga bumpin' your shit
I hear you claimin' South Central wait
You ain't from my hood, y'all hoes from South Gate
Comin' with a voice high pitched
The "B" in B-Real must stand for bitch