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

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

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

Something For The Blunted Cypress Hill

"Something For The Blunted" This is something for the blunted Somebody say chiva everybody CHIVA Somebody say chiva everybody CHIVA Somebody say chiva everybody CHIVA Somebody say

Another Wild Nigga From the Bronx Fat Joe

"Sawed off shotgun, hand on the pump" -> Cypress Hill [All] Another wild nigga from the Bronx! "Sawed off shotgun, hand on the pump" -> Cypress Hill (Keith Keith!)

Battle of 2001 (Feat. Cypress Hill) DJ Muggs

* It's the first line of defence, imminence combat As I look up into the cold black sky I see the birds of destruction fly by Convey the Code Red and begin arming all nuclear warheads (Alert all civilians

Third World DJ Muggs

But understand the principle. My man Muggs droppin' phat tracks like drugs. Breaker breaker one two. Breaker breaker one two. You're breakin' up. Peace. Verse One: Genius ?VE?

Move Ahead (Feat. KRS-One) DJ Muggs

[Intro:] Real skills, Bronx styles, Cypress Ave meets Cypress Hill Real hip-hop, bounce to this shit motherfuckers, READ EM! You know what's up, SHRAP!

Light Another Cypress Hill

[Sen] B-Real, light another [B-Real] I'm smoked out, not on a menthol cigarette How could you figure, or even, consider that I'm, a weak seed, no, I'm the humble weed ?

The Funky Cypress Hill Shit Cypress Hill

Funky Cypress Hill Shit [Sen Dog] The Funky Cypress Hill Shit!

Latin Lingo (Prince Paul Mix) Cypress Hill

down, another briday’s follow One of the many of the Latins that straight I know And I got plenty for the Jenny’s Alexandro But wait, they’re clownin’ on me ‘cause of my language I have to tell ‘em

Throw Your Set In The Air Cypress Hill

Down for ya neighborhood Workin up to a G with the flava Criminal behavior, on ya mind When I got ya back ya know I got ya back each and every time Throw ya set in the air, and wave it around like

No Rest For The Wicked Cypress Hill

...yo Muggs, make it rough. So many fools swingin' from my sack, Let's talk about the one who had my back!

Third World (Feat. GZA & RZA) DJ Muggs

But understand the principle. My man Muggs droppin' phat tracks like drugs. Breaker breaker one two. Breaker breaker one two. You're breakin' up. Peace.

Let It Rain Cypress Hill

body One body Somebody Some be testin' Keepin' 'em guessin' Smile on my face Got the Smith & Wesson Some be testin' Keepin' 'em guessin' Smile on my face Got the Smith & Wesson Some be

Ganja Bus Cypress Hill

[Damian Marley] All aboard, and jump on the Ganja Bus We now want the new weed, beat under us Rollin′ up, roll like we thunderous Somkin′ up, Rasta not sprinkle dust Too much ecstasy, make manna exit

Hand On The Glock Cypress Hill

cypress hill cypress hill cypress hill Crusing through the neighborhood Some say I'm no good Claimin I'm a criminal But lets make it understood Just one man man with a whole lot of homeboys (whole

Bitter Cypress Hill

them Criminals, led by the originals, high strung, motivated by the, principles some of us out - he used to think we were invincible on the corner bangin' and slangin' the high bitual Deadly rituals

Hits From The Bong (T-Ray's Mix) Cypress Hill

Hits from the bong...

Interlude Cypress Hill

the pig, I see it all The eye of the pig DJ Muggs cuts and scratches'This pig' from Pigs I've been on the force, over twenty years, I can say That I'm worse, than some of these motherfuckers

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

Tequila Sunrise cypress hill

of the big score the night before Met the connect, who was impressively dressed In high fabrics With troops like Babe Ruth, up on the mezzanine Brandishing sub-machine guns, aye-yo It's all about

Southland Killers (Feat. M.C. Ren & King Tee) Cypress Hill

Punk ass niggas out here, nigga We some Southland Killers in this motherfucker Niggas all acrosss town, up in the suburbs While niggas makin' faces like The Rock on the curb Nigga People's Elbow, the

Battle Of 2001 DJ Muggs

[Featuring Cypress Hill] Initiate *?my ruffians bring like attack?

Boom Biddy Bye Bye (Fugees Remix) Cypress Hill

[Featuring The Fugees] [Wyclef] Refugee camp with Cypress Hill [B Real] Yo bringin it on [Wyclef] Cubans meet the Haitians Perfect combination check it Verse One: Wyclef B Real [Wyclef] You say

Boom Biddy Bye Bye (Fugees Remix) (Feat. Fugees) Cypress Hill

[Wyclef] Refugee camp, with Cypress Hill [B-Real] Yo, bringin it on [Wyclef] Cubans meet the Haitians Perfect combination, check it Verse One: Wyclef, B-Real [Wyclef] You say guns [B-Real] I say pistolas

Lookin Through The Eye Of A Pig Cypress Hill

, eye of the pig, I see it all The eye of the pig * DJ Muggs cuts and scratches 'This pig' from _Pigs_ * I've been on the force, over twenty years, I can say that I'm worse, than some of these

Looking Through The Eye Of A Pig Cypress Hill

, eye of the pig, i see it all The eye of the pig * dj muggs cuts and scratches 'this pig' from _pigs_ * I've been on the force, over twenty years, i can say That i'm worse, than some of these motherfuckers

Checkmate Cypress Hill

Yeah Here we go y'all, that's the nigga head dog Lunatic smokin loops, loose in your sector Got my eye on em, on the apparatus like a bone to a dog, yea you know I gotta have it Anywhere you get

(Hidden Track) Cypress Hill

Here we go yall its that nigga hecta lunatic Smokin loop loose in your sector got my eye on the money apparatus like a dog to a bone yeah, you know I gotta have it Anywhere near the shit and I'm a

Catastrophe Cypress Hill

I slay punks who don't know their own identity You spit my name and use it like an obscenity You got more skulls in your closet than a Kennedy You on my nuts so you better hold tenderly I can tell you

money cypress hill

Artist: Cypress Hill Album: Till Death Do Us Part Song: Money [DJ Muggs] Yo I got this plan to make some money I want you to keep this shit to yourself At 6:15 am this truck pulls out the post

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?

Marijuano Locos Cypress Hill

Tonces pues, pa mi clicka digo La pura Cypress Hill clicka familia, pa que sebas Muero por mi clicka, me vale madre... Sabes que?

Funk Freakers Cypress Hill

the level up a little louder In the clubs, an' the jeeps an' the after hours Fools on the street wanna feel the funk Lookin for the 'skunk' that's what'cha want Ya betta, sit back and let the track

Blunted Interlude The Fugees

meal And left me on a hill-hill, so when I battle no will So mama should I kill a man like Cypress Hill, chill I got no lawyer so I pleadin' my own appeal How does it feel - when a monkey is your ill

Street Wars Cypress Hill

others just joined the hood Street corner combat, part of the dark streets Your heart beats pump when my slugs release And there ain't no tellin, don't be the one yellin These birds are deadly, they

Move Ahead DJ Muggs

[Featuring KRS One] Intro: Reak skills Bronx styles Cypress Av meets Cypress Hill Real hip hop bounce to this shit motherfuckers READ EM! You know what's up SHRAP!

Feature Presentation Cypress Hill

jungles Aiyyo we livin it, magnficent Cypress, worldwide!

Feature Presentation (featuring Barron Ricks and Chace Infinite) (LP Version) Cypress Hill

jungles Aiyyo we livin it, magnficent Cypress, worldwide!

Intellectual Dons Cypress Hill

(Intro) What's up we gonna go down the line baby Brand new one from the Call O Da Wild Give big shouts to money makin Manhattan 145th street crews, 155th street crews All my niggaz on the East Side

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

Worldwide Cypress Hill

step on my advance Catch a glance of the legendary brother who carries Your body and buries two more lyrics in styles varied Fool what?

Valley Of Chrome Cypress Hill

[B-Real] You can't hide from the man with the master plan Huntin for your head "How I Could Just Kill a Man" Ayo, where you at baby keep your head low, damn Got you on the camcorder in the black

Valley Of Chrome Cypress Hill

[B-Real] You can't hide from the man with the master plan Huntin for your head "How I Could Just Kill a Man" Ayo, where you at baby keep your head low, damn Got you on the camcorder in

Busted in the Hood Cypress Hill

be All in the hood, I got no-bo-dy The sun is beatin down on my red dark hat Pigs are roamin through the alley so I gotta toss my gat Forgot about the sack, lookin for a place to hide If they ask

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

Killa Hill Cypress Hill

[b-real] In the midst of the madness No question, who's the baddest Mcs in the game runnin for the status Take a few seconds to review the crews Sittin' on top is the hill lookin' over you Killa hill niggas

Prelude To A Come Up (Feat. MC Eiht) Cypress Hill

CYPRESS HILL Miscellaneous Prelude to a Come Up(feat. MC Eiht [MC Eiht] Geeyeah, Soul Assassins two times, stick em! Geeyeah, Cypress Hill three times, come on! Geeyeah..

Can I Get A Hit Cypress Hill

, sippin on a Heinie Son you need a Tic Tac your breath is gonna blind me Talkin about you wanna hit, spittin in my eardrum Oh you new in the cypher, step to the rear son Still they manage to hit it