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- Cypress Hill Hand On the Pump 歌词
- Cypress Hill
- Well I'm an alley cat some say a dirty rat
On my side you see my gat see I'm all of that
Sendin' off buck shots for I'm gonna wetcha
Runnin' hard but I'm still comin' to getcha
Thinking like a peace smoke comin' on a homicide
You talkin' sh*t try to take me for a ride
I'm not a bad guy but I'm the funky feel one
Finger on the trigger with my hands upon the steel
Lettin' out a bullet this is goin' boo-yaa
You're stuck in my so hood
So whatcha gonna do now
Being the hunted one is no fun
Here I come son yo I think you better run
Better run more and move a little faster
Second of thought and I'm comin' to blast ya
With my
Sawed off shotgun hand on the pump
Left hand on a forty puffin' onna blunt
Pumped my shotgun niggaz didn't jump
La la la la la la lala
Comin' at you like a stiff blow f**kin' up your program
Ain't takin' sh*t from you him or no man
Master mind maniac and a menace so
How they want to pass sentence
All because a ni**a tried to play me on the trigger
He missed so now the ni**a's pissed
Rude and crude like a pitbull get to the point
Your f**kin' car to get pulled now
I'm headed up the river with a boat and no paddle
And I'm handin' out beatdowns
I'm headed up the river with a boat and no paddle
And I'm handin' out beatdowns get your face down
Put me in chains try to beat my brains
I can get out but the grudge remains
When I see ya punk a** I'm gonna getcha
F**kin' do ya shotgun go boo-yaa
Sawed off shotgun hand on the pump
Left hand on a forty puffin' onna blunt
Pumped my shotgun niggaz didn't jump
La la la la la la la la
Kickin' that funky Cypress Hill sh*t
Take a lot of mental for the blunted to chill with
'Cuz I'm the chill one known to get ill one
They stepped to the Hill "What's up " I had to kill one
Now I'm headed up the river with a boat and no paddle
And they got me on lock down
Headed up the river with a boat and no paddle
And they got me on lock down
Hit me like a ni**a who done lost his mind
'Cuz I ain't goin' out like a spineless jellyfish
Some say life is a b**ch
Ask that punk who dug his own ditch
Out for the Hill f**kin' up at a party
Tried to get funny put a hole in his body
La la la la la la la la
Look at all of those funeral cars 'cause I'ma
Sawed off shotgun hand on the pump
Left hand on a forty puffin' onna blunt
Pumped my shotgun niggaz didn't jump
La la la la la la la la
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