This is a song about "Hunter s hill"

Why don't you take a sip up on this champagne

Cypress hill, insane in the brain, changed the game,

I wanna chill on sugar hill baby

And the ladies, they lay me, they crazy

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

We don't believe you, you need more people

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

But after bowling, i went home for some damn adventure time

At bunker hill hot summer,

In one way or another

And my kick game beyond crazy

I wanna chill on sugar hill baby

Im a head hunter with targets on every head

I don't know what ya'll heard, but hip hop ain't dead

My high school girlfriend dykin', my side bitch ain't take her pill

The way we blow that shit up, call it hamburger hill,