Lyrics:
put 'em up, put 'em up)
My hood niggas can you feel me (I gave you 'We taking over')
(I'm so hood) If you not from here you can walk it out (ayo
John McCain, you can't lift your arms up
These po-ranhas, live by a certain code of conduct
Fuck fly hoes and blow ganja
He a prophet, predict shit
the song
So see-H-P short for Cypress Hill Production
Made a little noise cause the crew was sayin somethin
People have the nerve to take me for a gangsta
one two so bet it and let it be
Y’all know it so be it
Then be it so so it be
Revolution then let it be known
C-H-A-N-G-E-I T so be it and let it be
I'm so apropos yeah hoe
A$H.
I'm so apropos
Yeah you wanna know me
I'm so apropos
You don't have to show me
I know what you want
And I know what you
me
We've come a long way since H.O.C. (watch)
I live by the beat, I die by the beat, since 1990, I (I)
Live by the beat, I die by the beat, like
to lecterns
W serves as the first repetition
H lines and curves take second position
A plays the third
The fourth brings the T
So hit two times so you get
Keep the fye on the pillow, I sleep ready
Don’t come by with the threats, I get deadly
Spent your rent on my dog ont care bout nun’
Don’t talk to me
death
They throw their dice for the crew
She wins the mariner and he belongs to her now
Then, crew one by one
They drop down dead, two hundred men
death
They throw their dice for the crew
She wins the mariner and he belongs to her now
Then, crew one by one
They drop down dead, two hundred men
world of sin
Is me and my girlfriend! (ha ha)
I got a little two-two, I call her Peggy Sue
When I'm off in the club she fit right in my shoe (wooo!)
world of sin
Is me and my girlfriend! (ha ha)
I got a little two-two, I call her Peggy Sue
When I'm off in the club she fit right in my shoe (wooo!)
tospeak
Im in my bag i keep it locked up yeah thats me
They hate the way i do it so damn easly
1.2.3
1.2.3
1.2.1.2
1.2.3
1.2.3
God damn i do thas shit so
yall to speak
Im in my bag i keep it locked up yeah thats me
They hate the way i do it so damn easly
1.2.3
1.2.3
1.2.1.2
1.2.3
1.2.3
God damn i do
Ka$h, Ka$h don't make beats, he make
Beautiful music, one-two-one-two
My man Murs, what's up Murs?
Beautiful music
Yo, beautiful music it raised me
Yeah, we goin' send this one out
To everybody that put mo' into they cars than they do they relationship
Let's ride
Two miles an hour, so everybody
Yeah, we goin' send this one out
To everybody that put mo' into they cars than they do they relationship
Let's ride
Two miles an hour, so everybody
shout-out to my man
MC Homicide and DJ Fatal!
Twin one and two my man Milk!
My man Fred Dawg, the O.G.B. crew!
Y'all know how we flow
And I'm a drop it like
bi egun, mi o common
Knack am with 2 by 2
Cross my man then you cross my crew
Niggas keep playing stop acting a fool
Don't make me vex or I bust my
of Burbank, Illinois, please call us immediately
Uh, bitch, I'm with the crew
Bitch, I'm with the crew
Acting goofy off the juice, now we only seeing twos
(Woo, Woo, Grr)
(H-H-H-Haa!)
We in the dungeon
You know the crew they gonna slide mandem will plunge in
Catching vibes out in London
You a broke boy
down
I even got betrayed by my kinfolk
Ask me if I care
Nigga, nah, no more
It's a dog eat dog world
And I'm so low
I could care less about a bitch nigga
will comply
It's now
2025, my legacy survived
People live and they thrive on what I provide
Took me from a mortal and made me immortal
Two takes it
and all the niggas you claim to
Came were trained by the weak
Double up ya power
Gotta compile it to fuck with me (Ah)
Made it clear like a squeegee
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