(intro) Greetings, earthlings We have now taken over your radioooo..... (b-real) Goin' straight through the hole You ain't got no game I'm breakin'
Gangster Red, whassup yo? It's a Tribe thang Madman gonna get cha, quick with the cuente See a gang, no there ain't no jugate Rollin' like a psycho with
Hits from the bong Hits from the bong Hits from the bong Pick it, pack it Fire it up, come along And take a hit from the bong Put the blunt down just
it's da hoodlums I'm pullin' my gat out on all you bums So bring it on when you wanna come fight this Outlaw, I'll kick ya like Billy Ray Cypress Hill
Hey yo I remember that freak bitch, up in the clubs The Victoria Secret, she gives love No matter which way you keep it You'll get shoved out the picture
Yeah bitch Dogpound and Cypress you fuckers What you think about that? You brother's don't got it B-rizzle you know it, fo' shizzle My nizzle, you gon
la policia Me vale madre el humo que hay por todo el aire Si tu quieres que me toque pues caele Soy el grifo mas escandaloso De Los Angeles Cypress peligroso
low-lows drop to photo-opt no flash we smash get cash cash out the fuckin spot it?s a new day to bill expect the hill we grab the bill the trip is
how we feel, nigga Niggaz get killed, Caps get peeled fuckin' with Cypress Hill Yeah, I thought you knew nigga I represent muthafucka How does that sound nigga Cypress Hill
Niggaz get killed, Caps get peeled fuckin' with Cypress Hill Yeah, I thought you knew nigga I represent muthafucka How does that sound nigga Cypress Hill
Now lately, I've been findin' myself, pourin' my guts out Expressin' my thoughts, lettin' my nuts out in the walls Of sleep, I can't keep it all in the
Hay mucha gente que me dice Que no valgo madre y no voy hacer Nada porque me critican Ahora tengo feria y ellos me envidian Chingan y piden siempre me
Who you tryin' to get crazy with ese? Don't you know I'm loco? To da one on da flamboyant tip I'll just toss that ham in the fryin' pan Like spam, get
Ganja Bus [Damian Marley] All aboard, and jump on the Ganja Bus We now want the new weed, beat under us Rollin' up, roll like we thunderous Somkin' up
Who you tryin' to get crazy with ese? Don't you know I'm loco? To da one on da flamboyant tip I'll just toss that ham in the fryin' pan like spam Get
What's up we gonna go down the line baby Brand new one from the Call O' Da Wild Give big shouts to money makin' Manhattan 145th street crews, 155th street