Cypress Hill - Worldwide lyrics
[Cypress Hill - Worldwide lyrics]
You better hope I'm chained up
Shackled with a yard
I'll snatch you by the neck
Bide you like a tech
Wreck fools when I disconnect, make you sweat
Shit your pants
Get in your step on my advance
Catch a glance of the
Legendary brother who carries
Your body and buries two more
Lyrics in styles varied
Fool what? You ain't got nothin' to say
I been backin' up east side LA, all day
Blowin' up the best techs, the best flex
Havin' the best sex, fuckin' in Wessex
The hardcore shit, I know you like it raw
'Cause ain't no other Dog
Breakin' the last straw
You better bounce, nigga, smoke an ounce
Nigga 'Cause you rollin' with the Hill
And what counts is uh
Can you hang with us? You wanna bang with us?
Cypress Hill, worldwide, Los Angeles
You better bounce, nigga, smoke an ounce
Nigga 'Cause you rollin' with the Hill
And what counts is uh
Can you hang with us? You wanna bang with us?
Cypress Hill, worldwide, Los Angeles
I don't bark, I just bite
Mangle and maim niggas up check your strap
They mangle us and pick us up
Fool, now you tremblin'
I give you three seconds
To break out before you resemblin' a dead man
A hole through your headband
My gat's in my right hand, my
Plug's in my left hand, punk
Cypress Hill worldwide, you just a local
Don't anger me
Or you can hear it in my vocal
You don't want that strap on my hip
To deal out, the repercussions dug a fat lip
I'm buckin' at the room soon to the boom
Fuckin' with your head like
The 'shroom you consume
You better bounce, nigga, smoke an ounce
Nigga 'Cause you rollin' with the Hill
And what counts is uh
Can you hang with us? You wanna bang with us?
Cypress Hill, worldwide, Los Angeles
You better bounce, nigga, smoke an ounce
Nigga 'Cause you rollin' with the Hill
And what counts is uh
Can you hang with us? You wanna bang with us?
Cypress Hill, worldwide, Los Angeles
(BR) Bitches, you're all thick-eyed
A weak ride
I take money-money, make dummies all night
Use the mic, bruise the mic, we choos the mic
When you sorry niggas go off and lose the mic
(SD) We choose a life right
We roll with crew tight
See the light at the end of
A tunnel - a gat barrel
Wettin' up your flyest apparel, a cane ray
You forget me and I'll be back
To refresh your fuckin' memory
Remember me now, Cypress Hill soldier
Up and down the boulevard, big money folder
You bring descript sequence with no defense
The whole defense hittin' the
Bones while you sleepin'
You better bounce, nigga, smoke an ounce
Nigga 'Cause you rollin' with the Hill
And what counts is uh
Can you hang with us? You wanna bang with us?
Cypress Hill, worldwide, Los Angeles
You better bounce, nigga, smoke an ounce
Nigga 'Cause you rollin' with the Hill
And what counts is uh
Can you hang with us? You wanna bang with us?
Cypress Hill, worldwide, Los Angeles
Shackled with a yard
I'll snatch you by the neck
Bide you like a tech
Wreck fools when I disconnect, make you sweat
Shit your pants
Get in your step on my advance
Catch a glance of the
Legendary brother who carries
Your body and buries two more
Lyrics in styles varied
Fool what? You ain't got nothin' to say
I been backin' up east side LA, all day
Blowin' up the best techs, the best flex
Havin' the best sex, fuckin' in Wessex
The hardcore shit, I know you like it raw
'Cause ain't no other Dog
Breakin' the last straw
You better bounce, nigga, smoke an ounce
Nigga 'Cause you rollin' with the Hill
And what counts is uh
Can you hang with us? You wanna bang with us?
Cypress Hill, worldwide, Los Angeles
You better bounce, nigga, smoke an ounce
Nigga 'Cause you rollin' with the Hill
And what counts is uh
Can you hang with us? You wanna bang with us?
Cypress Hill, worldwide, Los Angeles
I don't bark, I just bite
Mangle and maim niggas up check your strap
They mangle us and pick us up
Fool, now you tremblin'
I give you three seconds
To break out before you resemblin' a dead man
A hole through your headband
My gat's in my right hand, my
Plug's in my left hand, punk
Cypress Hill worldwide, you just a local
Don't anger me
Or you can hear it in my vocal
You don't want that strap on my hip
To deal out, the repercussions dug a fat lip
I'm buckin' at the room soon to the boom
Fuckin' with your head like
The 'shroom you consume
You better bounce, nigga, smoke an ounce
Nigga 'Cause you rollin' with the Hill
And what counts is uh
Can you hang with us? You wanna bang with us?
Cypress Hill, worldwide, Los Angeles
You better bounce, nigga, smoke an ounce
Nigga 'Cause you rollin' with the Hill
And what counts is uh
Can you hang with us? You wanna bang with us?
Cypress Hill, worldwide, Los Angeles
(BR) Bitches, you're all thick-eyed
A weak ride
I take money-money, make dummies all night
Use the mic, bruise the mic, we choos the mic
When you sorry niggas go off and lose the mic
(SD) We choose a life right
We roll with crew tight
See the light at the end of
A tunnel - a gat barrel
Wettin' up your flyest apparel, a cane ray
You forget me and I'll be back
To refresh your fuckin' memory
Remember me now, Cypress Hill soldier
Up and down the boulevard, big money folder
You bring descript sequence with no defense
The whole defense hittin' the
Bones while you sleepin'
You better bounce, nigga, smoke an ounce
Nigga 'Cause you rollin' with the Hill
And what counts is uh
Can you hang with us? You wanna bang with us?
Cypress Hill, worldwide, Los Angeles
You better bounce, nigga, smoke an ounce
Nigga 'Cause you rollin' with the Hill
And what counts is uh
Can you hang with us? You wanna bang with us?
Cypress Hill, worldwide, Los Angeles