Song | Stoned Raiders |
Artist | Cypress Hill |
Album | Original Album Classics |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Freese, Muggs, Reyes | |
1 for trouble, 8 for the road | |
7 to get ready when I'm lettin' off all my load | |
Funk, Buddha monk, in the trunk | |
I got'cha, thumpin' so hard | |
Up and down the boulevard | |
I'm a natural born cap peela', strapped illa | |
I'm the west coast settin' it on, no one's reala' | |
Getcha fix of the uncut funk | |
A small dose of the skunk weed, like it's suppose to be | |
Move it up, just move it on out | |
What'cha talkin'bout son | |
I took the first shot, and it's all over now | |
One nation under a groove | |
Smoke a pound for the strict of it | |
Everytime I make a move | |
Smooth and togetha | |
Raw like leatha | |
Ain't goin' out like a punk, neva | |
Check it out, 1,2, Cypress groove | |
Check it out, 1,2, Cypress groove | |
It's the numba one money maker | |
Money take a, few steps back I'm on a plane to Jamaica | |
Puffin' a fat wada, talk shit | |
For the fool I'm thinkin' about, I got the ruff shit | |
Hard rock bone breaka | |
Stoned Raider, in the Temple of Boom | |
Assurt to assume | |
Never be lettin' shit slide, no way | |
Bitch niggas can hide | |
But, I'll find they ass some day | |
Check it out, 1,2, Cypress groove | |
Wherever you are, put'cha muthafuckin' spliff in the air | |
Some dogs, like you gotta pair | |
When I kick to the metro | |
Lone clip, be lookin' around | |
Cause this shit ain't over with yet | |
People can't understand my situation | |
Now they cought up in the Soul Assasination | |
Fool, just take cover, it's all over | |
When I break ya off a chunk of this muthafucka | |
Check it out, 1,2, Cypress groove | |
Check it out, 1,2, Cypress groove | |
Check it out, 1,2, Cypress groove |
zuo ci : Freese, Muggs, Reyes | |
1 for trouble, 8 for the road | |
7 to get ready when I' m lettin' off all my load | |
Funk, Buddha monk, in the trunk | |
I got' cha, thumpin' so hard | |
Up and down the boulevard | |
I' m a natural born cap peela', strapped illa | |
I' m the west coast settin' it on, no one' s reala' | |
Getcha fix of the uncut funk | |
A small dose of the skunk weed, like it' s suppose to be | |
Move it up, just move it on out | |
What' cha talkin' bout son | |
I took the first shot, and it' s all over now | |
One nation under a groove | |
Smoke a pound for the strict of it | |
Everytime I make a move | |
Smooth and togetha | |
Raw like leatha | |
Ain' t goin' out like a punk, neva | |
Check it out, 1, 2, Cypress groove | |
Check it out, 1, 2, Cypress groove | |
It' s the numba one money maker | |
Money take a, few steps back I' m on a plane to Jamaica | |
Puffin' a fat wada, talk shit | |
For the fool I' m thinkin' about, I got the ruff shit | |
Hard rock bone breaka | |
Stoned Raider, in the Temple of Boom | |
Assurt to assume | |
Never be lettin' shit slide, no way | |
Bitch niggas can hide | |
But, I' ll find they ass some day | |
Check it out, 1, 2, Cypress groove | |
Wherever you are, put' cha muthafuckin' spliff in the air | |
Some dogs, like you gotta pair | |
When I kick to the metro | |
Lone clip, be lookin' around | |
Cause this shit ain' t over with yet | |
People can' t understand my situation | |
Now they cought up in the Soul Assasination | |
Fool, just take cover, it' s all over | |
When I break ya off a chunk of this muthafucka | |
Check it out, 1, 2, Cypress groove | |
Check it out, 1, 2, Cypress groove | |
Check it out, 1, 2, Cypress groove |
zuò cí : Freese, Muggs, Reyes | |
1 for trouble, 8 for the road | |
7 to get ready when I' m lettin' off all my load | |
Funk, Buddha monk, in the trunk | |
I got' cha, thumpin' so hard | |
Up and down the boulevard | |
I' m a natural born cap peela', strapped illa | |
I' m the west coast settin' it on, no one' s reala' | |
Getcha fix of the uncut funk | |
A small dose of the skunk weed, like it' s suppose to be | |
Move it up, just move it on out | |
What' cha talkin' bout son | |
I took the first shot, and it' s all over now | |
One nation under a groove | |
Smoke a pound for the strict of it | |
Everytime I make a move | |
Smooth and togetha | |
Raw like leatha | |
Ain' t goin' out like a punk, neva | |
Check it out, 1, 2, Cypress groove | |
Check it out, 1, 2, Cypress groove | |
It' s the numba one money maker | |
Money take a, few steps back I' m on a plane to Jamaica | |
Puffin' a fat wada, talk shit | |
For the fool I' m thinkin' about, I got the ruff shit | |
Hard rock bone breaka | |
Stoned Raider, in the Temple of Boom | |
Assurt to assume | |
Never be lettin' shit slide, no way | |
Bitch niggas can hide | |
But, I' ll find they ass some day | |
Check it out, 1, 2, Cypress groove | |
Wherever you are, put' cha muthafuckin' spliff in the air | |
Some dogs, like you gotta pair | |
When I kick to the metro | |
Lone clip, be lookin' around | |
Cause this shit ain' t over with yet | |
People can' t understand my situation | |
Now they cought up in the Soul Assasination | |
Fool, just take cover, it' s all over | |
When I break ya off a chunk of this muthafucka | |
Check it out, 1, 2, Cypress groove | |
Check it out, 1, 2, Cypress groove | |
Check it out, 1, 2, Cypress groove |