You better hope I'm chained up, shackled with a yard
I'll snatch you by the neck, bide you like a tech
Wreck fools when I disconnect, make you sweat
Shit your pants, get in yuor step on my advance
Catch a glance of the legendary brother who carries
Your body and buries two more lyrics in styles varied
Fool what? You ain't got nothin' to say
I been backin' up east side LA, all day
Blowin' up the best techs, the best flex
Havin' the best sex, fuckin' in Wessex
The hardcore shit, I know you like it raw
'Cause ain't no other Dog breakin' the last straw
Chorus (2x)
You better bounce, nigga, smoke an ounce, nigga
'Cause you rollin' with the Hill and what counts is uh,
Can you hang with us? You wanna bang with us?
I'm buckin' at the room soon to the boom
Fuckin' with your head like the 'shroom you consume
Chorus
(BR) Bitches, you're all thick-eyed, a weak ride
I take money-money, make dummies all night
Use the mic, bruise the mic, we choos the mic
When you sorry niggas go off and lose the mic
(SD) We choose a life right, we roll with crew tight
See the light at the end of a tunnel - a gat barrel
Wettin' up your flyest apparel, a cane ray
You forget me and I'll be back to refresh your fuckin' memory
Remember me now, Cypress Hill soldier
Up and down the boulevard, big money folder
You bring descript sequence with no defense
The whole defense hittin' the bones while you sleepin'
Chorus
I'll snatch you by the neck, bide you like a tech
Wreck fools when I disconnect, make you sweat
Shit your pants, get in yuor step on my advance
Catch a glance of the legendary brother who carries
Your body and buries two more lyrics in styles varied
Fool what? You ain't got nothin' to say
I been backin' up east side LA, all day
Blowin' up the best techs, the best flex
Havin' the best sex, fuckin' in Wessex
The hardcore shit, I know you like it raw
'Cause ain't no other Dog breakin' the last straw
Chorus (2x)
You better bounce, nigga, smoke an ounce, nigga
'Cause you rollin' with the Hill and what counts is uh,
Can you hang with us? You wanna bang with us?
I'm buckin' at the room soon to the boom
Fuckin' with your head like the 'shroom you consume
Chorus
(BR) Bitches, you're all thick-eyed, a weak ride
I take money-money, make dummies all night
Use the mic, bruise the mic, we choos the mic
When you sorry niggas go off and lose the mic
(SD) We choose a life right, we roll with crew tight
See the light at the end of a tunnel - a gat barrel
Wettin' up your flyest apparel, a cane ray
You forget me and I'll be back to refresh your fuckin' memory
Remember me now, Cypress Hill soldier
Up and down the boulevard, big money folder
You bring descript sequence with no defense
The whole defense hittin' the bones while you sleepin'
Chorus
Verse One B Real Nunja hier ist eine kleine Geschichte die ich erzaehlen muss Ueber einen eingesperrt...
Hits from the bong Hits from the bong Hits from the bong Hits from the bong Pick it pack it Fire it up...
Let s go B Real I met her a club her friend liked me but she didn t She noticed a lot of girls giving...
mit einer kleinen Parodie startet der Song Hallo ich bin Dr Gruendaumen Habt ihr jemals das Problem gehab...
Break it up Cypress Hill break it up Cypress break it up Cypress Hill Cypress Hill repeat 13X to fade...
B R Pa la salud to your health SD Pa la salud to your health B R Primero yo me first gulp B R grrrrrah B ...
INTRO Mit wem versuchst du hier durchzudrehen Kollege Weisst du denn nicht dass ich verrueckt bin B Real...
Who you tryin ta mess with ese Don t you know I m loco To da one on da flam Boy it s tough I just tos...
Wyclef You say guns B Real I say pistolas Wyclef Well if you got beef son B Real Callate la boca Wycl...
quotAw man wake up fuck is goin on quot quotShit quot quotOh shit I can t wake up nigga quot quotOh shit what ...
