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Cypress Hill
Cypress hill
Cypress hill
Cypress hill
Crusing through the neighborhood
Some say Im no good
Claimin Im a criminal
But lets make it understood
Just one man man with a whole lot of homeboys (whole lot)
Ya get the click of the glock
When I pull of the chrome toy
Check me and Ill check you back (check you back)
Then jump back
To my big buddah
Like Im not a bad guy
But dont take advantage
Im throwin out the garbage
Just show me where the can is
All I was doin was searchin for the boon
Then some punk tried to hit me with a broom
Lucky I ducked quick
Or else Id be assed up
Last thing I wanted
Was have to pull the gatt out
Here comes a nigga
And hes got a .38
Well my roundhouse said
Hey yo
Im shootin up straight
Cuz I put away the shotgun
Borrow me a glock
Took a liitle trip to the funky weed spot
Tried to jack me
But home got shot
La-la-la-lalala-la!
Understand where Im commin from
Self defense turns to the offense
(right, were down, were down)
Understand where Im commin from
Self defense turns to the offense
(right, were down, were down)
Couple niggas from the east side
Fuckin up ya program
No one witnissed
But they heard the gun blast
It left the problem unsolved
Now Im gonna sum up
People gettin hurt in the process of the come up
Gotta with the fools
Thatll wait for you to run up
Rollin in the hood
Thats already shot up
Pocket full of gatts
And see if we can spot the
Homey thats slick
In the process of the dip
When we find this out
Gonna unload the clip!
And take a little trip down to rio
My neighboorhoods hot and so
I gots to go chill
Cuz I put away the shotgun
Borrow me a glock
Took a liitle trip to the funky weed spot
Tried to jack me
But home got shot
La-la-la-lalala-la!
Understand where Im commin from
Self defense turns to the offense
(right, were down, were down)
Understand where Im commin from
Self defense turns to the offense
(right, were down, were down)
Kickin that funky cypress hill shit
Think Ill load a clip
Lets see if you can deal with
Cuz the bulletproof vest aint shit
When the infrareds
Pointin at your head kid
And thats just to bad yo
Now Im headed up a river in a boat
With no paddle
Shoulda put the glock down (glock down)
Now they got me in lock down
Livin like a nigga whose done lost his mind
Cuz self defense turns to the offense
But nobody even really knows that (knows that)
All they see is me and the gatt
Up in the court room
Lookin at the jury
Starin down the punk ass
District attourney
La-la-la-la-lala-la!
Verdicts in
Youre not guilty as charged
When I put away my shotgun
Borrow me a glock
Took a liitle trip to the funky weed spot
Tried to jack me
But home got shot
La-la-la-lalala-la!
Understand where Im commin from
Self defense turns to the offense
(right, were down, were down)
Understand where Im commin from
Self defense turns to the offense
(right, were down, were down)
(cypress hill...)
Breakem off some
Artist: cypress hill
Song: break em off some
This one goes out to all you punk motherfuckers out there
Yeah, eat a bowl of dickup fools!
Do ya wanna get crazy?
Commin atcha in 93!
Through the car swings
The fireing pins go click
When I duck behind the trash bin
Ran out
Of ammo no doubt
My gatt is dry like a fuckin drought
Got to make my way home
Hit the gate and get my chrome
God damn this song
They got me cornered
Lemme just warn ya
Ill pull this trigga make your family mournya
Boo-hoo!
Where ya gonna run to
When I pull out the scooby do
Run
Let me break ya off some
Hit the floor cuz it aint no fun
But here they come
They must wanna get done
No frontin
Punk Ill break ya off somethin!
1 2 3 that coppa goes down!
(breakem off some)
What the fuck Im rollin
In a mack truck thats stolin
Guess what Im holdin
Ammmo to bust my load
Still Im easin on down
The yellow brick road
Whatta ya know?
A pig in a plain brown wrapper
He wanna bring me down
Ill hit that corna
Lemme just warn ya
Ill bring ya ass down
Make ya family mourn ya
21 gun saloot
Trying to take my loot
Dont make me shoot
Ill hit my blunt
And pass you a load
And punk
Let me break ya of something
(break em off some)
I got to roll with the self control
In the green tank
When the shit unfolds
Hold up
I got it sewn up
Me and my niggas
Are about to blow up
Got the pigs on my tail
What they get
Is the hollow point shell
Caught in the sail
Servin my sentence
Got my apprentice
In the hood
But the nigga is senseless
Out on parol
Now the nigga has turned to my fold
Now the punk gotta go
That punk got shady
Woudnt repay me
Let the punk know that ya still cant fade me
Maybe the fucker would stop
But nuthin would stop me
From havin to breakem off something
On to the next spot kid
(breakem off some)
We aint havin it yall
Ya know what Im talkin bout
Im about to break your ass of somen!
Commin from a whamm-o
(breakem off some...)
InterprèteCypress Hill
LabelSMI
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LabelSMI
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