Текст (слова) песни: Cypress Hill - Killa Hill

[Capitan Pingaloca]

"Esto no me gusta. Aqui la gente, la gente no sirve pa` mierda. Aqui

yo soy, yo soy Capitan Pingaloca. Y to` mundo aqui, me sirve a mi o va

pa`l carajo. Oye... revolucion compadre!"

[B-Real]

In the midst of the madness

No question, who`s the baddest

MCs in the game runnin for the status

Take a few seconds to review the crews

Sittin` on top is the Hill lookin` over you

Killa Hill Niggas

Cleaned in my dream

Cookin` up a scheme

For all them big bank niggas

The world is yours, but it can be mine and his

Bust you out the frame, I don`t give a fuck who it is

Number one mission, opposition

Get dumb, succumb and then position

In a casket, best wishes

At the bottom of the lake, sleepin` with the fishes

Full out search for the body

Of the MCs who be comin` to disrupt the party

No wins, no ends, no way

That I`m ever gonna let ya come back again!

[RZA]

Check my dramatics

Brains get splattered

Dreams shattered

Sabas get blasted for words he packaged

Beat the sequence

Bravado lessons on his defense

Pile you niggas talkin` fast like Puerto Ricans

What you seekin`

Son I catch clean like Dominicans

Last Mohican

Witness I`m speakin, loud as Indians, tomahawk

Shaolin slang, the violent talk

Upstate New York

Where chumps get extorted for Newports

What you thought

[B-Real]

Ease back, ease back or I squeeze up on the trigger

Then I`m never gonna let ya come back again

The` the` the` then I`m never gonna let ya come back again

Ease back, ease back or I squeeze up on the trigger

Then I`m never gonna let ya come back again

Ease back, ease back

Ease back, ease back or I squeeze up on the trigger

Then 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 me

persiga a mi a la `singadapuerta`. Oye, hijo puta! Quiero quemarte la

cara!"

[U-God]

Words droppin` chant

The check DI slant

I`m taking these cannabis plants

Yo for granted

Exotic narcotic

Tunes slam soon

From a dune

In the desert

Mega-Babylon pleasure

Comin` out the domepiece, smell my aroma

Warrior nomad

Put you in a coma

Comma

Llama

Smash-crashin` your armor

Drama

I`m a

Stealth aircraft bomber

Here is where I dwell

At the gates o` hell

It ain`t where you`re from

It`s where you`re in the mentals

And if not, yo` credentials

Are essential

I see reality

View things surrounding me

Free like a spread, precise strikes the lyric

Not frontin` or braggin`

Hundred percent red dragon

Pine fragranced lyrics, the rhymes you can`t imagine

The globe-trotter, call me Meadowlog Lemon

Five part criminal, two part felon

[B-Real]

Then I`m never gonna let ya come back again

The` the` the` then I`m never gonna let ya come back again

Ease back, ease back or I squeeze up on the trigger

The` then I`m never gonna let ya come back again

Ease back, ease back or I squeeze up on the trigger

Then I`m never gonna let ya come back again

Ease,

Ease back

Ease back, ease back or I squeeze up on the trigger

Then I`m never gonna let ya come back again

Ease back or I squeeze up on the trigger

[Capitan Pingaloca]

"Esta dicho! Aqui, la revelacion! No se la ve por television. Todos

los maricones del norte, que los voy a matar yo. Va a ser aqui en nuestro

pais. 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 a

oir, que se va a hueler. Hasta los Estados Unidos, estos cabrones, que con

la democracia, que nos `tan singando en el culo. Todos son unos mismos

cabrones..."

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Cypress Hill - Killa Hill [Capitan Pingaloca] "Esto no me gusta. Aqui la gente, la gente no sirve pa` mierda. Aqui yo soy, yo soy Capitan Pingaloca. Y to` mundo aqui, me sirve a mi o va pa`l carajo. Oye... revolucion compadre!" [B-Real] In the midst of the madness No question, who`s the baddest MCs in the game runnin for the status Take a few seconds to review the crews Sittin` on top is the Hill lookin` over you Killa Hill Niggas Cleaned in my dream Cookin` up a scheme For all them big bank niggas The world is yours, but it can be mine and his Bust you out the frame, I don`t give a fuck who it is Number one mission, opposition Get dumb, succumb and then position In a casket, best wishes At the bottom of the lake, sleepin` with the fishes Full out search for the body Of the MCs who be comin` to disrupt the party No wins, no ends, no way That I`m ever gonna let ya come back again! [RZA] Check my dramatics Brains get splattered Dreams shattered Sabas get blasted for words he packaged Beat the sequence Bravado lessons on his defense Pile you niggas talkin` fast like Puerto Ricans What you seekin` Son I catch clean like Dominicans Last Mohican Witness I`m speakin, loud as Indians, tomahawk Shaolin slang, the violent talk Upstate New York Where chumps get extorted for Newports What you thought [B-Real] Ease back, ease back or I squeeze up on the trigger Then I`m never gonna let ya come back again The` the` the` then I`m never gonna let ya come back again Ease back, ease back or I squeeze up on the trigger Then I`m never gonna let ya come back again Ease back, ease back Ease back, ease back or I squeeze up on the trigger Then 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 me persiga a mi a la `singadapuerta`. Oye, hijo puta! Quiero quemarte la cara!" [U-God] Words droppin` chant The check DI slant I`m taking these cannabis plants Yo for granted Exotic narcotic Tunes slam soon From a dune In the desert Mega-Babylon pleasure Comin` out the domepiece, smell my aroma Warrior nomad Put you in a coma Comma Llama Smash-crashin` your armor Drama I`m a Stealth aircraft bomber Here is where I dwell At the gates o` hell It ain`t where you`re from It`s where you`re in the mentals And if not, yo` credentials Are essential I see reality View things surrounding me Free like a spread, precise strikes the lyric Not frontin` or braggin` Hundred percent red dragon Pine fragranced lyrics, the rhymes you can`t imagine The globe-trotter, call me Meadowlog Lemon Five part criminal, two part felon [B-Real] Then I`m never gonna let ya come back again The` the` the` then I`m never gonna let ya come back again Ease back, ease back or I squeeze up on the trigger The` then I`m never gonna let ya come back again Ease back, ease back or I squeeze up on the trigger Then I`m never gonna let ya come back again Ease, Ease back Ease back, ease back or I squeeze up on the trigger Then I`m never gonna let ya come back again Ease back or I squeeze up on the trigger [Capitan Pingaloca] "Esta dicho! Aqui, la revelacion! No se la ve por television. Todos los maricones del norte, que los voy a matar yo. Va a ser aqui en nuestro pais. 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 a oir, que se va a hueler. Hasta los Estados Unidos, estos cabrones, que con la democracia, que nos `tan singando en el culo. Todos son unos mismos cabrones..." Нравится песня? 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