Chords for Ice Cube - King of the Hill ( Cypress Hill Diss )

[G] Oh yeah, it ain't over motherfuckers.
[Ebm] These [Db] niggas don't understand.
[Ab] [Eb] .
[G] Every few [Ebm] years, .
[Db] [Ab] niggas got to [Eb] get they motherfucking caps [G] pulled back.
[Bb] .
[Db] [Ab] Nigga, this [Eb] Westside nigga, [Cm] [G] don't [Eb] think nigga, don't think.
[Db] [Ab] [Eb] [Bb] .
[Gm] Now, [Ab] .
next [Eb] motherfuckers [Gm] .
go by the name of Cypress Hill.
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[Abm] Hey all [Gm] motherfucking day.
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Every few years, niggas think they can [Bm] deal with the real.
[Cm] Now I got the fuck Cypress Hill.
[G] I got a [Eb] boy, Shusha [Bb] Fear.
I drink a beer, bust a rap and then you're fucking correct.
[G] You're fucking [Eb] cowards.
Never seen a hood [Ab] high power like the Westside [Eb] 2-neck.
Slide me my peck, I got him.
Soon as I spot him, [Dbm] I'm dumping.
Gotta treat these bitch [Ebm] ass [Bb] niggas like they [C] so-so.
I see a [Cm] joint in your clutch.
You're [Ab] snuffing that shit you [Eb] muck.
Got your bitch ass [G] tucked in.
Sitting [Bb] there, you paint crap from the guts.
And B-Real [Eb] sounding like he [Bb] got baby [G] naps.
I don't know [Db] why y'all think you slick.
I don't know one rapper down with [C] your clique.
[G] I don't know one [Bb] bitch on your dick.
And I don't know [Eb] one nigga pumping your shit.
I hear you claiming South Central, [Db] wait, you ain't from my [Cm] hood.
Y'all hoes from Southgate.
[Gm] Coming with a voice high [Ab] pitch.
The BMP [Eb] real [Gm] must get bitch.
Well, it's the [Db] hip-hop junkie starting static.
Now I'm [Ab] rolling up [Bb] Cypress Hill, letting niggas [G] have it.
[Eb] These wannabes fucks up, blow [Bb] my slugs [Db] up.
Hey, yo, [C] back up, Q-Ball, [Bb] who passed that bitch [C] mug slut?.
Pull [Eb] over, let me out, it's [Bb] on no sight.
[Abm] Now let me show this white boy [Bb] what that Westside [C] connect right.
Booyah, [Eb] booyah, from the gauge as I [Db] spit them.
The [Ab] buck shots, [C] boy, made them late as I hit them.
Uh, ain't [Eb] got the sweatest punk ass no [Abm] more.
One down and two to go.
[Eb] Hand me your four-four.
Let me get my ride on, get my [Db] homicide on.
B-Real [Ab] wish he can [Gm] be me, cause they know he can't see me, bitch.
You should've knew you couldn't fade a real [Db] hoe.
I don't breathe in [Ab] Englewood smoke, cause [Gm] I'm a real soul.
You fuckers wanna see me, but you can't come [Ab].
close.
Because I'm ace [Eb] homies with [Gm] America's most.
Niggas miss me, I'm used [Bbm] to a hoe trying to kiss me.
Now what gay, your bitch [Ebm] ass enough whore to [Gm] diss me?.
Look, I'm [Eb] amazing, and [Bb] Send Dogg is [Abm] so wacky, ain't worth dissing.
You [C] niggas need to listen.
On [Eb] everything I love, my heat, [Bb] cap and [Abm] Lisa, glove bucks, rapping fucks.
I [Eb] created another bloody glove.
It's one note, and for sure I kill.
You boogies can't match my skill, cause I'm the king of the beat.
Everybody in the ghetto [Db] know what you're doing.
One white [Cm] boy and two fucking cubans, claiming that's your logo.
But you ain't [Db] mixing here.
[Ebm] Listen to an old [Gm] Vaseline before you flex again.
Fucking with the [Ab] hogs, you say you bloods?.
You [Bb] ain't like [C] what a thug [G] food.
Own [Gm] poor, only rapping to the [Ab] yuppies.
We the big streets, [Cm] Jamaica, ditch out your fucking [Db] guppies.
So [Bb] who y'all with?.
[D] Niggas down with Cypress can [Eb] wipe this shit off my [Cm] dick.
[N] As I stick it like King Kong, and play ping pong.
[Eb] With that slick ass King Kong.
Did I tell y'all mama that I [Dbm] had to help [Ab] y'all in Singapore?.
[Eb] Left your [Bb] bitch ass [C] in Australia.
You [Ebm] say that I took your hook?.
[N] It must be the white boy thinking all niggas crooks.
Now what?.
You hip hop, hippies, how you fucking junkies think you gonna fuck me?.
And chill, and deal with the fact that you ain't got enough [Cm] skill to kill.
The king of the hill.
Ice [Bb] crew, could you pass me [Eb] my steel?.
For real, I'm the [Gm] king of the hill.
Mack can, [C] could you pass me my [Db] steel?.
For [Eb] real, I'm the king of the hill.
[Gm] Ice crew, could you pass me my [Gb] steel?.
For real, I'm the [Gm] king of the [C] hill.
West side, could you pass [Gb] me my steel?.
For real, I'm the king of the [G] hill.
I'm [Bb] .
[Db] [Eb] having illusions.
[C] [G] West side [Fm] niggas whooping on your motherfucking ass.
That's what you [Eb] got illusions [Bb] of.
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[C] Bitch.
[G] [Bb] Yeah nigga, you's a [Db] bitch.
Dog, we ain't [Cm] got no niggas like you on my side.
Nigga, this shit with wood.
West [Ab] side geek.
[Gm] .
Check it out.
[Eb] We waiting for [Bb] round two, you [Ab] punk ass motherfuckers.
[G] And anybody else that [C] wanna get [G] some, [Eb] stand in [Bb] line.
But bring a lunch, [Eb] motherfuckers.
[Bb] .
[N] Ha ha ha ha ha ha.
D-Val, somebody got fucked up, nigga.
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