- Hand On the Pump (Live) 歌詞 Cypress Hill
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- Cypress Hill
- Well Im an alley cat, some say a dirty rat
On my side you see my gat, see
Im all of that
Sendin off buck shots for
Im gonna wetcha
Runnin hard, but
Im still comin to getcha
Thinking like a peace smoke, comin on a homicide
You talkin shit, try to take me for a ride
Im not a bad guy, but
Im the funky feel one
Finger on the trigger with my hands upon the steel
Lettin out a bullet, this is goin boo-yaa
Youre 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
Im comin to blast ya
With mySawed off shotgun, hand on the pump
Left hand on a forty, puffin onna blunt
Pumped my shotgun, niggaz didnt jump
La la la la la la la la
Comin at you like a stiff blow, fuckin up your program
Aint takin shit from you, him or no man
Master mind maniac and a menace so
How they want to pass sentence
All because a nigga tried to play me on the trigger
He missed, so now the niggas pissed
Rude and crude like a pitbull, get to the point
Your fuckin car to get pulled, now
Im headed up the river with a boat and no paddle
And Im handin out beatdowns
Im headed up the river with a boat and no paddle
And Im 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 ass,
Im gonna getcha
Fuckin 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 didnt jump
La la la la la la la la
Kickin that funky
Cypress Hill shit
Take a lot of mental for the blunted to chill with
Cuz Im the chill one, known to get ill one
They stepped to the
Hill, 'Whats up?',
I had to kill one
Now Im 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 nigga who done lost his mind
Cuz I aint goin out like a spineless jellyfish
Some say life is a bitch
Ask that punk who dug his own ditch
Out for the
Hill fuckin 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
ImaSawed off shotgun, hand on the pump
Left hand on a forty, puffin onna blunt
Pumped my shotgun, niggaz didnt jump
La la la la la la la la
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