Another Body Drops - Explicit Album Version Lyrics
| Song | Another Body Drops - Explicit Album Version |
| Artist | Cypress Hill |
| Album | Till Death Do Us Part |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Freese, Muggerud, Reyes | |
| (Verse One) | |
| My first mission | |
| Running through the hood with small jacks | |
| My memories popping in my head recall that | |
| Late night creeping through the alley with six dudes | |
| Scraped up everybody focused no mixed views | |
| The sawed off pump in my hand with two shells | |
| The other four homies on the scene with cocktails | |
| One nigga looking for po po | |
| Someone looking through windows | |
| The doorbells go followed by the pump and gas bomb | |
| Adrenaline pumped up | |
| Still I remain calm | |
| House lit up | |
| You can see it for eight blocks | |
| Running through the hood | |
| Running from them fake cops | |
| They gave chase but they couldnt cover the streets up | |
| We broke out ran into the spot to meet up | |
| Strapped down cover up the tracks | |
| And back home | |
| Lay low earn me a strap | |
| Perfect | |
| (Chorus 4X) | |
| Shoot Em Up Bang Bang | |
| Another body drop | |
| You can't stop the hip-hop | |
| (Verse Two) | |
| I'll hit your block up | |
| Better lock up | |
| Fuck the gangsta shit, it don't stop a | |
| I'm mad dog with the bomb in the regal | |
| Going to the mall, and kill all your people | |
| Coast to coast, and a lil more evil | |
| The maniac killer | |
| Car so diesel | |
| Ride the block with m16 | |
| 44 mag | |
| Fit this here hand grenade | |
| I'll break it off right quick | |
| Niggaz be duckin when they see my bucket | |
| Roll down their block they high they say fuck it | |
| Jump back and forth | |
| Like a assassin | |
| 30 yards with the inferred action | |
| True pistolire | |
| Black Doc Holiday | |
| Just a true raider of the modern day | |
| (Chorus 4X) | |
| Shoot Em Up Bang Bang | |
| Another body drop | |
| You can't stop the hip-hop | |
| (Verse Three) | |
| I ran all missions | |
| When I was a youth so thoughtless | |
| G ride no fingerprints, its spotless | |
| 6 4 sitting on easy we got this | |
| Rag top down like a stripper we topless | |
| See me hit the corner you melt down | |
| Slugs fly thugf die moment you fell down | |
| Somebody screaming yo get the hell down | |
| I'm certified nigga, where you sitting is spell bound | |
| Your dogs walking, just hearing the hell hounds | |
| Burn you with the heaters spitting out 12 rounds | |
| Its life in the hood | |
| No escaping the gun play | |
| One day I'm out, gotta figure out some way | |
| Rats in the park | |
| Dark scattering thugs spray | |
| Got you locked in, not one slug was stray | |
| I found ways out, but it seems to be one way | |
| Gotta duck my darts back until Sunday | |
| (Chorus 4X) | |
| Shoot Em Up Bang Bang | |
| Another body drop | |
| You can't stop the hip-hop |
| zuo ci : Freese, Muggerud, Reyes | |
| Verse One | |
| My first mission | |
| Running through the hood with small jacks | |
| My memories popping in my head recall that | |
| Late night creeping through the alley with six dudes | |
| Scraped up everybody focused no mixed views | |
| The sawed off pump in my hand with two shells | |
| The other four homies on the scene with cocktails | |
| One nigga looking for po po | |
| Someone looking through windows | |
| The doorbells go followed by the pump and gas bomb | |
| Adrenaline pumped up | |
| Still I remain calm | |
| House lit up | |
| You can see it for eight blocks | |
| Running through the hood | |
| Running from them fake cops | |
| They gave chase but they couldnt cover the streets up | |
| We broke out ran into the spot to meet up | |
| Strapped down cover up the tracks | |
| And back home | |
| Lay low earn me a strap | |
| Perfect | |
| Chorus 4X | |
| Shoot Em Up Bang Bang | |
| Another body drop | |
| You can' t stop the hiphop | |
| Verse Two | |
| I' ll hit your block up | |
| Better lock up | |
| Fuck the gangsta shit, it don' t stop a | |
| I' m mad dog with the bomb in the regal | |
| Going to the mall, and kill all your people | |
| Coast to coast, and a lil more evil | |
| The maniac killer | |
| Car so diesel | |
| Ride the block with m16 | |
| 44 mag | |
| Fit this here hand grenade | |
| I' ll break it off right quick | |
| Niggaz be duckin when they see my bucket | |
| Roll down their block they high they say fuck it | |
| Jump back and forth | |
| Like a assassin | |
| 30 yards with the inferred action | |
| True pistolire | |
| Black Doc Holiday | |
| Just a true raider of the modern day | |
| Chorus 4X | |
| Shoot Em Up Bang Bang | |
| Another body drop | |
| You can' t stop the hiphop | |
| Verse Three | |
| I ran all missions | |
| When I was a youth so thoughtless | |
| G ride no fingerprints, its spotless | |
| 6 4 sitting on easy we got this | |
| Rag top down like a stripper we topless | |
| See me hit the corner you melt down | |
| Slugs fly thugf die moment you fell down | |
| Somebody screaming yo get the hell down | |
| I' m certified nigga, where you sitting is spell bound | |
| Your dogs walking, just hearing the hell hounds | |
| Burn you with the heaters spitting out 12 rounds | |
| Its life in the hood | |
| No escaping the gun play | |
| One day I' m out, gotta figure out some way | |
| Rats in the park | |
| Dark scattering thugs spray | |
| Got you locked in, not one slug was stray | |
| I found ways out, but it seems to be one way | |
| Gotta duck my darts back until Sunday | |
| Chorus 4X | |
| Shoot Em Up Bang Bang | |
| Another body drop | |
| You can' t stop the hiphop |
| zuò cí : Freese, Muggerud, Reyes | |
| Verse One | |
| My first mission | |
| Running through the hood with small jacks | |
| My memories popping in my head recall that | |
| Late night creeping through the alley with six dudes | |
| Scraped up everybody focused no mixed views | |
| The sawed off pump in my hand with two shells | |
| The other four homies on the scene with cocktails | |
| One nigga looking for po po | |
| Someone looking through windows | |
| The doorbells go followed by the pump and gas bomb | |
| Adrenaline pumped up | |
| Still I remain calm | |
| House lit up | |
| You can see it for eight blocks | |
| Running through the hood | |
| Running from them fake cops | |
| They gave chase but they couldnt cover the streets up | |
| We broke out ran into the spot to meet up | |
| Strapped down cover up the tracks | |
| And back home | |
| Lay low earn me a strap | |
| Perfect | |
| Chorus 4X | |
| Shoot Em Up Bang Bang | |
| Another body drop | |
| You can' t stop the hiphop | |
| Verse Two | |
| I' ll hit your block up | |
| Better lock up | |
| Fuck the gangsta shit, it don' t stop a | |
| I' m mad dog with the bomb in the regal | |
| Going to the mall, and kill all your people | |
| Coast to coast, and a lil more evil | |
| The maniac killer | |
| Car so diesel | |
| Ride the block with m16 | |
| 44 mag | |
| Fit this here hand grenade | |
| I' ll break it off right quick | |
| Niggaz be duckin when they see my bucket | |
| Roll down their block they high they say fuck it | |
| Jump back and forth | |
| Like a assassin | |
| 30 yards with the inferred action | |
| True pistolire | |
| Black Doc Holiday | |
| Just a true raider of the modern day | |
| Chorus 4X | |
| Shoot Em Up Bang Bang | |
| Another body drop | |
| You can' t stop the hiphop | |
| Verse Three | |
| I ran all missions | |
| When I was a youth so thoughtless | |
| G ride no fingerprints, its spotless | |
| 6 4 sitting on easy we got this | |
| Rag top down like a stripper we topless | |
| See me hit the corner you melt down | |
| Slugs fly thugf die moment you fell down | |
| Somebody screaming yo get the hell down | |
| I' m certified nigga, where you sitting is spell bound | |
| Your dogs walking, just hearing the hell hounds | |
| Burn you with the heaters spitting out 12 rounds | |
| Its life in the hood | |
| No escaping the gun play | |
| One day I' m out, gotta figure out some way | |
| Rats in the park | |
| Dark scattering thugs spray | |
| Got you locked in, not one slug was stray | |
| I found ways out, but it seems to be one way | |
| Gotta duck my darts back until Sunday | |
| Chorus 4X | |
| Shoot Em Up Bang Bang | |
| Another body drop | |
| You can' t stop the hiphop |
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