16 Men Till There's No Men Left Cypress Hill

Ladies and gentlemen We would like to present to you A group that is simply just marvelous, just marvelous Ladies and gentlemen, cypress, hill So many fuckin emcees claim supremacy On whose got

Dead Men Tell No Tales Cypress Hill

Take you outdoor, darkness frightens you even more I'm here to enlighten you, with the hardcore Bring it raw, like the red, dead meat, in your plate And I'll fill you up with the energy the Hill create

What`s Your Number? Cypress Hill

those hoes In clothes exploiting her body from head to toes She had glossy lips she was swaying her hips On the dance floor and every nigga's flashing her grip Trying to impress her in vain she gave no

Till Death Do Us Part Cypress Hill

[B-Real] How many times have we been thru this I can tell you that it's getting harder everytime I try to resist We go way back and you held me down Helped my feet moving on the ground No matter what

Everybody Must Get Stoned Cypress Hill

I got data on crazy shit for round the corner you know The homeboys and the brothers be slangin' this shit But anyway, (everybody must get stoned (x4)) You over there singin' some shit, talkin' 'bout

Whatta You Know Cypress Hill

I can′t find my keys to the 6-5 All the way live on D′s Whatta you know? I can′t find my Rolex With the 21 diamonds, shinin′ on flecks Whatta you know?

Till Death Come Cypress Hill

My game’s so strong I can’t go wrong My dough’s so raw Baby why prolong Maybe we get high Maybe we get dumb Maybe we can party all night till death come My game’s so strong I can’t go wrong My

Till Death Comes Cypress Hill

My game’s so strong I can’t go wrong My dough’s so raw Baby why prolong Maybe we get high Maybe we get dumb Maybe we can party all night till death come My game’s so strong I can’t go wrong My

Make A Move Cypress Hill

Ezekial 25:17 "The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men.

Locotes Cypress Hill

Hey ese look at these two motherfuckers right here homes What you thinkin' homes Wait `till he turns around homes [Echoed] Watch-out All right I got your back homes, let's go Come on ese let's go

Hand On The Pump (Muggs' Blunted Mix) Cypress Hill

hand on the pump Left hand on a forty, [puffin onna blunt] Pumped my shotgun, [niggaz didn′t jump] Lala la la lala la laaaaa...

Red, Meth & B (Feat. Redman & Method Man) Cypress Hill

[Redman] Cypress Hill! Yo yo yo - all my niggas say jump up, doc broke out the kennel A dog on four paws spittin' out the window Jump up!

Ganja Bus Cypress Hill

sprinkle dust Too much ecstasy, make manna exit us Too much fantasy, here upon next to us Fit in ganja weed, always notorious Sucker censor me, if you feel glorious We have weed in our cakes and Oreo′s

L.I.F.E. (Feat. Kokane) Cypress Hill

[Bobo] Once again We're back It's the big bad Cypress Hill You know what time it is [Beat fades in] {5x} Whoop Legalize it, Cypress Hill will advertise it Legalize it (Yeah) Cypress Hill will advertise

Street Wars Cypress Hill

Never had an easy life, shit's way out Clips spray out, fools pay out or play out Any scenario, been there, done that Gone where some of y'all niggaz, couldn't come back Been through the hottest parts

To The Top Of The Hill Lee Kernaghan

, hit the beach Run like hell through blood and water And it's heads down lads there's shrapnel flyin' To the left and right, men are dyin' And there's no retreat, no standing sill Onwards boys to The

Funk Freakers Cypress Hill

ya veins Get'cha fix and ya bag of tricks In tha mix I got the stix and stones a few bricks I'm gonna hit 'em high He's gonna hit 'em low Open up ya mind so that'chu can feel the flow On, an' on till

HAND ON THE PUMP Cypress Hill

the pump left hand on a forty, puffin' on a blunt Pumped my shotgun, niggas didn't jump Lala la la lala la laaaa Comin' at you like a stiff blow, fuckin' up your program Ain't takin' shit from

Bong Hit Cypress Hill

Bong Hits From The Bong Hits From The Bong Hits From The Bong Pick it, pack it, fire it up, come aloooong and take hits from the boooong Put the blunt down just for a second Don′t get me wrong it′s

Tequila Cypress Hill

* S-D & B-R: *grito mexicano* B-Real: Cometelo joven... Sen Dog: Cometelo jajaja!... [Sen Dog] Aqu?estoy con mi barrio, listo a hacer feria Cartel Cypress Hill est?en tu ?

Spark Another Owl Cypress Hill

Homie I'm the one with the shotgun,in the closet, Next to the fat bags full of chronic, Puto, don't ya be steppin', with ya hands open, Askin' me "can I get a hit of what t'cha smokein'", I aint got no

Here Is Something You Can`t Understand (Feat. Kurupt) Cypress Hill

Intro - [Kurupt] Yeah bitch Dogpound and Cypress you fuckers What you think about that?

Here Is Something You Can't Understand (Feat. Kurupt) Cypress Hill

Intro - [Kurupt] Yeah bitch Dogpound and Cypress you fuckers What you think about that?

Psycobetabuckdown Cypress Hill

[B] Psycho, alpha, disco, beta [S] Psycobetaduckdown baby! [B] Psycho, alpha, disco, beta [S] It's a psycobetaduckdown! Huh! [B] Psycho, alpha, disco, beta [S] It's a psycobetaduckdown!

I WISH WE'D ALL BEEN READY Dc Talk

filled with guns and war And all of us got trampled on the floor I wish we`d all been ready The children died, the days grew cold A piece of bread could buy a bag of gold I wish we`d all been ready There

What's Your Number? Cypress Hill

those hoes In clothes exploiting her body from head to toes She had glossy lips she was swaying her hips On the dance floor and every nigga's flashing her grip Trying to impress her in vain she gave no

Intellectual Dons Cypress Hill

street crews, 155th street crews All my niggaz on the East Side We gonna flip the track baby, flip the script like this Big shouts to all the weed spots and all that who know how we do Me things no

What's Your Number? (Feat. Tim Armstrong) Cypress Hill

those hoes In clothes exploiting her body from head to toes She had glossy lips she was swaying her hips On the dance floor and every nigga's flashing her grip Trying to impress her in vain she gave no

(Goin' All Out) Nothin' To Lose Cypress Hill

down your crew Whatever it takes, you make or break yourself With the wealth or the chance to stay in good health Sword blade swinging you back off away And the track off the real, straight off the Hill

It Ain\'t Nothin\' (feat. Young De) Cypress Hill

Put you in the bind the minute you came by So stay in your lane and get wet by the rain [Chorus] You wanna step up get your ass touched You wanna rap son get your ass buff Try to test us You\'s

Weed Man Cypress Hill

[Inhale, exhale repeated throughout intro] [Intro: B-Real] You know, there are times when, you run out of weed There's no one you can call But at last there is one person you can call - Weed Man [B-Real

Interlude Cypress Hill

the streets Got my mind warped, just found another corpse on the beat Bound gagged raped, I'm frustrated, I hate it Found a woman in the dumpster, body was mutilated Bad dreams all up in my head, no

Ultraviolet Dreams Cypress Hill

Ultraviolet dreams It's like the biggest joint man (Oh no!) That's the hook up! Ultraviolet dreams Hook up, this is!

Killa Hill Cypress Hill

[Capitan Pingaloca] "esto no me gusta. aqui la gente, la gente no sirve pa' mierda. aqui Yo soy, yo soy capitan pingaloca. why to' mundo aqui, me sirve a mi o va Pa'l carajo. oye... revolucion compadre

Muevete Cypress Hill

igual que los demas Esta alegandome, no lo trates Porque te pego asi como tus padres Has lo que te digo yo, si no (Pinche puto, vengo en control) Balas, ayy!

Lookin Through The Eye Of A Pig Cypress Hill

the streets Got my mind warped, just found another corpse on the beat Bound gagged raped, I'm frustrated, I hate it Found a woman in the dumpster, body was mutilated Bad dreams all up in my head, no

Looking Through The Eye Of A Pig Cypress Hill

the streets Got my mind warped, just found another corpse on the beat Bound gagged raped, i'm frustrated, i hate it Found a woman in the dumpster, body was mutilated Bad dreams all up in my head, no

Kronologik (Feat. Kurupt) Cypress Hill

This the original Cypress Hill shit, nigga We numb niggas, ya don't feel shit, nigga You ain't on no real shit, nigga [B-Real] '91 (*echoes*) Cypress Hill burst upon the scene Three crazy, gun-totin

Throw Your Set In The Air Cypress Hill

Every Nigga out there wanna be down with the crew Some ain't got enough heart let me ask you-this Would ya be down like a soldier Loyal, and do everything I told ya I can mold ya into a warrior

Men Always Regret Dru Hill

I had to have it all to be satisfied, And on an average night I’d take 4 or 5 But the measure of a man ain’t how many you can fuck, It’s how you live your life so you can keep her trust Chorus : Men

(Rock) Superstar cypress hill

Artist: Cypress Hill Album: Skull & Bones Song: (Rock) Superstar Typed by: mack69daddy_@hotmail.com [B-Real talking] Alot of a...sharks out there...try'na take a bite of somethin' What's hot

Illusions (Q-Tip Remix) Cypress Hill

Click clack barrel at my dome Give all your loot or you ain′t going home But I ain′t going out on a bang Wa dada dang wa dada da dang (Hook) I′m having illusions all this confusion′s Driving

(Rap) Superstar Cypress Hill

until i was actually in it You really gotta be in it To understand what its like But you always gotta People always gotta see your smile You always gotta put on that fake You know what i'm sayin No

Throw Your Hands In The Air Cypress Hill

Intro: Sen Dog Yeah Bust how we gonna bounce off this ninety-five Soul Assassins Cypress Hill joint. Yo we want everybody out there to throw their hands up... ...so get it on kid!

Red Light Visions Cypress Hill

s trying to get down But all you get is a peeled back, dome cap I'm not the one to be having that shit All these punk niggas better bow down and submit Niggas don't know how to "keep it real" Only

Yawning 16 Down

6 a.m. a man stood up beside the bed his head all wet From a dream he had before Recapitulating, concentrating he killed his love In her sleep oh no Looking out the bedroom window, some lights shining,

What's Your Number Cypress Hill

those hoes In clothes exploiting her body from head to toes She had glossy lips she was swaying her hips On the dance floor and every nigga's flashing her grip Trying to impress her in vain she gave no

Lightning Strikes (LP Version) Cypress Hill

Attention all personnel Attention all personnel "The world's famous The world's famous Cypress, Cypress Hill The world's famous Cypress Hill Cypress Hill Cypress, Cypress Hill The world's famous

Lightning Strikes Cypress Hill

Attention all personnel Attention all personnel" "The world's famous The world's famous Cypress, Cypress Hill The world's famous Cypress Hill Cypress Hill Cypress, Cypress Hill The world's famous

Worldwide Cypress Hill

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