Southland Killers
ft. King Tee & MC Ren

Intro: [MC Ren]

Yeah, y'all know what the [bad word] this is
MC [bad word]  Ren up in this [bad word] [bad word] Yeah, all y'all [bad word] [bad word] niggas out here talkin all that [bad word] We 'bout to drop this [bad word] on y'all like this (*gun being loaded*)
Punk [bad word] niggas out here, [bad word] We some Southland Killers in this [bad word] (*gun is [bad word] )
(*GUNSHOT*)

[MC Ren]
Niggas all acrosss town, up in the suburbs
While niggas makin' faces like The Rock on the curb  [bad word] People's Elbow, the loud-mouthed hold 
And groupie niggas bangin' for passes to the show (Can I get in?)
Big [bad word] cheques wit' plenty of O's (O's)
And hoes wit' big lips doin' what they suposed (yeah)
Didn't have [bad word] 'till I started to bust
And y'all got [bad word] 'cos of my balls are cussed
Ren and Cypress Hill, they ain't liver than us  [bad word] Legendary Villian, who started the fuss [bad word] double glock, [bad word]  get your [bad word] rocked
Get your crib knocked, [bad word] have that rib popped
Under bosses and trouble, they under [bad word] Clone [bad word]  always the villain, like The Hubble [bad word] your bubble, I bust them [bad word] Plaques and [bad word]  grab my [bad word]  spit these hits 
 [bad word] [B-Real]

All, my niggas, do you wanna ride wit' us? (Do ya wanna ride wit us?) (Killers!) 
Throw your clips up, man we's about to bust (Man we's about to bust) (Killers!)
Cy-press, Hill click, yeah we ready for war (Yeah we ready for war) (Killers!)
All y'all niggas, better just hit the floor  (Killers!)

[King Tee]
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 (?), the bullet-proof vest team
These niggas shoot first they they askin (?) names
It's less strain 
It's all real, I bet fame, it's a chess game
Wrong move and it's checkmate (That's right) 
I might sound funny out here 
But really, niggas 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 [bad word] Stacked enough cash so now I stack guns
Fat ones, all cold and black ones 
Southland Killin', it's just how that's done 
 [bad word] 
[Sen Dog and B-Real]
You can try to ride with the Hill, lie on the Hill
but when your [bad word] (?) is when 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
[Sen Dog] BUSTERS GET SLAYED...!

[B-Real]
...when you [bad word] around with Real
Take time to feel, what I'm tellin' you hoes (Tellin' you hoes)
You couldn't [bad word] around with me if I was sellin' you blows
Just goes to show the incredible skill tell [bad word] [bad word]  now you trapped under my wig well
Gettin trampled, DUMPED on and thumped on
Scraped on the six-five with the HAND ON THE PUMP SONG

[Sen Dog]
Don't even [bad word] with these Southland grandes
We the vatos [bad word] on Los Angeles
Call me Mad Dog, if you think you know me
If you're not sure then turn around and LEAVE SLOWLY!
 [bad word]