Cypress Hill Lyrics
Cypress Hill Lyrics
"Low Rider Lyrics"
Midas In Reverse Lyrics
It's a lie no blushes for baby She told me that ain't nice You want a flower 'cause pleasure equals power Don't you, Fraulein? I want someone to face it To take me as I am Don't wanna lie and tell you That I am a better man Roses, candy, engagement rings Why must we play these games? Don't trust me baby 'cause my heart is a stone Don't cry
It's a lie no blushes for baby She told me that ain't nice You want a flower 'cause pleasure equals power Don't you, Fraulein? I want someone to face it To take me as I am Don't wanna lie and tell you That I am a better man Roses, candy, engagement rings Why must we play these games? Don't trust me baby 'cause my heart is a stone Don't cry
[Mellow Man Ace: repeat 2X]
Low-ri-der.. low-ri-der..
[Intro: B-Real] + (Mellow Man Ace)
Aww, comin through fo' real we Cypress Hill, ohh baby
Got that crunk, for yo' trunk, goin gangsta crazy
We some real life hustlers, playin games in the street
We got that low-ri-der, scrapin dippin on three (low-ri-der)
So pop your collar, give a holla, throw yo' dubs in the air
We tear the roof, off the mother, lady let down yo' hair
Playa do that thang, that make you feel alright (low-ri-der)
Smoke that tree, crack that brew, we gettin freaky tonight
[B-Real]
Now when people are done, bumpin they head to this
You wonder why you wanted anything instead of this
We been makin you bounce, for many years already
Rock stea
Real Ni***s (Interlude) Lyrics
(freaky zeaky)Look st shorty over there man She always fuckin wit these clown ass ni**az Look at her, look at her she smilin laughin, all a front yo shorty come here man a yo come here (female) wutz good yo (freaky)nuttin ma why you always over here fuckin with these clown ass ni**as these kotex ass ni**as man you need to fuck wit a ni**a like me (
dy and cut, many niggaz to confetti(freaky zeaky)Look st shorty over there man She always fuckin wit these clown ass ni**az Look at her, look at her she smilin laughin, all a front yo shorty come here man a yo come here (female) wutz good yo (freaky)nuttin ma why you always over here fuckin with these clown ass ni**as these kotex ass ni**as man you need to fuck wit a ni**a like me (
But I just want to blaze it up; whether it's the mic or a spliff
Yes my gift is to amaze you all
Thought I couldn't come for ten my friend, but guess what?
I slay niggaz and still savin my best nut (low-ri-der)
But you better cover your eyes, cause you never know when
I spit it out and start some flowin
I drop rhymes that grow like trees you're smokin
Ear drums feel like lungs, your brain's chokin
Just let it soak in, seep in, creep in
I'm keepin, all you motherfuckers in the deep end (low-ri-der)
You wanna trip? Then I got luggage
I stuff you in and send you off, cause you ain't rugged
[Chorus] + (Mellow Man Ace)
Aww, comin through fo' real we Cypress Hill, ohh baby
Got that cru
State Of Emergency Lyrics
You're looking for something But what could it be? You look for a hero Well don't look at me You look for solutions But there's none you can find You beleive in something That's only in your mind You're looking around you But hate has made you blind And you've spent the last ten years of you're life In this emergency So please don't ju
k, for yo' trunk, goin gangsta crazyYou're looking for something But what could it be? You look for a hero Well don't look at me You look for solutions But there's none you can find You beleive in something That's only in your mind You're looking around you But hate has made you blind And you've spent the last ten years of you're life In this emergency So please don't ju
We some real life hustlers, playin games in the street (low-ri-der)
We got that low-ri-der, scrapin dippin on three
So pop yo' collar, give a holla, throw the dubs in the air (low-ri-der)
We tear the roof, off the mother, lady let down yo' hair
Playa do that thang, that make you feel alright (low-ri-der)
Smoke that tree, crack that brew, we gettin freaky tonight
[B-Real & Sen Dog]
Cause, we're Cypress Hill, come on and ride with us
Just get inside, we bouncin dippin, chop it up real tough
Lean to the side, pimp yo' hat, tilt yo' seat on back
Don't front on me, baby boy, and break bread with the sack (low-ri-der)
[Sen Dog]
I be the vato with the fine hoodrat in the rafla(?)
A
Drama Lyrics
["So much drama in the..." -- Snoop Doggy Dogg] Verse One: Ras Kass No disrespect to the opposite sex But I ain't flexed punani yet that's worth my royalty checks Men be trying to get laid, women be trying to get paid So, somebody gotta get played... {right} Now you claim I'm runnin game and still let us run the train Pulling Coolio's braid
lways roll deep on the streets like the mafia["So much drama in the..." -- Snoop Doggy Dogg] Verse One: Ras Kass No disrespect to the opposite sex But I ain't flexed punani yet that's worth my royalty checks Men be trying to get laid, women be trying to get paid So, somebody gotta get played... {right} Now you claim I'm runnin game and still let us run the train Pulling Coolio's braid
Jueto(?), just might come back and haunt ya
Flossin too much, no vato's gonna want ya
Not right here homes, we're past all of that
Makin that feria, spittin that raps
Yame(?) conoces, I'm down for my calle
Cypress Ave, y a pudo les madre (low-ri-der)
Ya tu sabes, we don't play that shit
Any pendejo's gettin hit up quick
Whassup ese? What hood you claim?
Now throw it up and down like it ain't no thang (low-ri-der)
Hands in the air with the pinky rings
Soul Assassins, runnin everything
To all you vatos, make sure you check this
In every barrio, I'm well respected (low-ri-der)
[Chorus]
[Mellow Man Ace: repeat 4X to fade]
Low-ri-der.. low-ri-der..