What Go Around Come Around, Kid (Album Version)

Song	What Go Around Come Around, Kid (Album Version)
Artist	Cypress Hill
Album	Black Sunday

Lyrics

	作词 : Freese, Muggerud, Reyes
	Come on come on
	(time for some action)
	yeah yeah
	(time for some action)
	Come on come on
	(time for some action)
	yeah yeah
	(time for some action)
	Come on come on
	Drunk ass fool
	just a punk ass
	gonna cause trouble
	yeah let me burst that bubble
	in a hurry
	I ani't happy
	so worry
	what's a judge
	and a punk ass jury
	homeboy
	Should I'm done to go home
	but ya got caught up inside the cyclone
	If I go home
	I'll get slopped and stoned
	When I disconnnect that
	fuckin neck bone
	WATA!
	Then ya get the kick to jaw kid
	And I rip out ya eyelids
	So you can see
	The head nigger at it
	killa
	Commin when I break on the static
	What go around come around, kid (go around)
	What go around come around (go around)
	What go around come around, kid (go around)
	What go around come around (go around)
	What go around come around, kid (go around)
	What go around come around (go around)
	What go around come around, kid (go around)
	What go around come around
	Shit
	I get real shit
	yo shit
	can ya feel it
	Carbon copy come steal it
	The gatt I conceal it
	Under my jacket
	Oh where oh where
	Do ya think I pack it
	Under my belt
	when the cards get dealt
	to all the players
	And though the punk ass fakers
	just come
	And ya get the high pitched humm
	Make ya understand where I'm from
	The eastside brown
	kid looks around
	Put's down tump
	it must fall down
	It's on
	when ya wanna take my pound
	punk
	what go around come around
	What go around come around, kid (go around)
	What go around come around (go around)
	What go around come around, kid (go around)
	What go around come around (go around)
	What go around come around, kid (go around)
	What go around come around (go around)
	What go around come around, kid (go around)
	What go around come around
	time, time for some action
	check me and I'll check you back
	(time, time for some action)
	check me and I'll check you back
	When they come
	with the staic cling
	it's not thing
	Make ya sing the blues
	like B.B. King
	I got the roughneck scales
	To give awhile
	Like a voodoo child
	Nuthin but style
	Take it
	But you can see the black glock clickin
	Point my gatt
	at the punk ass victims
	Step up
	Or you can step back
	though the doors
	You can bring it on
	if ya wanna come get yours
	But ya betta look ova ya shoulda
	Cuz a loss of blood gets the body much colder
	What go around come around, kid (go around)
	What go around come around (go around)
	What go around come around, kid (go around)
	What go around come around (go around)
	What go around come around, kid (go around)
	What go around come around (go around)
	What go around come around, kid (go around)
	What go around come around
	time, time for some action
	check me and I'll check you back
	(time, time for some action)
	check me and I'll check you back
	(time, time for some action)
	check me and I'll check you back
	check me and I'll check you back

Pinyin

	zuò cí : Freese, Muggerud, Reyes
	Come on come on
	time for some action
	yeah yeah
	time for some action
	Come on come on
	time for some action
	yeah yeah
	time for some action
	Come on come on
	Drunk ass fool
	just a punk ass
	gonna cause trouble
	yeah let me burst that bubble
	in a hurry
	I ani' t happy
	so worry
	what' s a judge
	and a punk ass jury
	homeboy
	Should I' m done to go home
	but ya got caught up inside the cyclone
	If I go home
	I' ll get slopped and stoned
	When I disconnnect that
	fuckin neck bone
	WATA!
	Then ya get the kick to jaw kid
	And I rip out ya eyelids
	So you can see
	The head nigger at it
	killa
	Commin when I break on the static
	What go around come around, kid go around
	What go around come around go around
	What go around come around, kid go around
	What go around come around go around
	What go around come around, kid go around
	What go around come around go around
	What go around come around, kid go around
	What go around come around
	Shit
	I get real shit
	yo shit
	can ya feel it
	Carbon copy come steal it
	The gatt I conceal it
	Under my jacket
	Oh where oh where
	Do ya think I pack it
	Under my belt
	when the cards get dealt
	to all the players
	And though the punk ass fakers
	just come
	And ya get the high pitched humm
	Make ya understand where I' m from
	The eastside brown
	kid looks around
	Put' s down tump
	it must fall down
	It' s on
	when ya wanna take my pound
	punk
	what go around come around
	What go around come around, kid go around
	What go around come around go around
	What go around come around, kid go around
	What go around come around go around
	What go around come around, kid go around
	What go around come around go around
	What go around come around, kid go around
	What go around come around
	time, time for some action
	check me and I' ll check you back
	time, time for some action
	check me and I' ll check you back
	When they come
	with the staic cling
	it' s not thing
	Make ya sing the blues
	like B. B. King
	I got the roughneck scales
	To give awhile
	Like a voodoo child
	Nuthin but style
	Take it
	But you can see the black glock clickin
	Point my gatt
	at the punk ass victims
	Step up
	Or you can step back
	though the doors
	You can bring it on
	if ya wanna come get yours
	But ya betta look ova ya shoulda
	Cuz a loss of blood gets the body much colder
	What go around come around, kid go around
	What go around come around go around
	What go around come around, kid go around
	What go around come around go around
	What go around come around, kid go around
	What go around come around go around
	What go around come around, kid go around
	What go around come around
	time, time for some action
	check me and I' ll check you back
	time, time for some action
	check me and I' ll check you back
	time, time for some action
	check me and I' ll check you back
	check me and I' ll check you back