| Song | Hand On the Pump - Explicit Album Version |
| Artist | Cypress Hill |
| Album | Strictly Hip Hop: The Best Of Cypress Hill |
| 作曲 : Lawrence Muggerud/Louis Freese | |
| 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' shit, 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 mySawed 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 | |
| Comin' at you like a stiff blow, fuckin' up your program | |
| Ain't 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 nigga's pissed | |
| Rude and crude like a pitbull, get to the point | |
| Your fuckin' 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 ass, | |
| I'm 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 didn't 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 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 nigga who done lost his mind' | |
| Cuz I ain't 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 | |
| I'maSawed 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 | |
| La la la la la la la la | |
| La la la la la la la la | |
| La la la la la la la la | |
| La la la la la la la la |
| zuò qǔ : Lawrence Muggerud Louis Freese | |
| 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' shit, 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' booyaa | |
| 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 mySawed 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 | |
| Comin' at you like a stiff blow, fuckin' up your program | |
| Ain' t 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 nigga' s pissed | |
| Rude and crude like a pitbull, get to the point | |
| Your fuckin' 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 ass, | |
| I' m gonna getcha | |
| Fuckin' do ya, shotgun go booyaa | |
| 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 shit | |
| 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 nigga who done lost his mind' | |
| Cuz I ain' t 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 | |
| I' maSawed 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 | |
| La la la la la la la la | |
| La la la la la la la la | |
| La la la la la la la la | |
| La la la la la la la la |