One Last Cigarette Cypress Hill

{*beat drowns out the voice as a Cypress Hill member speaks*} Right {*duct tape being unrolled*} Sho' you right You want a cigarette nigga?

Last Laugh Cypress Hill

[beat drowns out the voice as a Cypress Hill member speaks] Right [duct tape being unrolled] Sho' you right You want a cigarette nigga?

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

Boom Biddy Bye Bye Cypress Hill

the Indo' Then hit and hold Now let it out How you feel when the herb Got you by the balls And you're coughing up a lung anyhow You can't shake That nigger that's gonna brake Fool On any one

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

Street Wars Cypress Hill

{*church bells gong*} [Verse One: B-Real] As a kid, I was known, son of a thug Snub-nosed .38 in the glove, who can relate with us?

Funk Freakers Cypress Hill

Verse One: B-Real Let me introduce my self I'm the one who rules the set So don't you forget Bad for ya health but ya still be tryin' ta push buttons But you ain't nothin', no frontin I bring

Light Another Cypress Hill

[B-Real] Yo light one, ignite one, draw me like the buddha You say I'm the joint, but you can call me hooda Computer, wizard, the butcher of scissors Cut me up and spark and roll me up, like a blizzard

Locotes Cypress Hill

locotes Drumin' out the potes Got a new hollay Jackin' in the noche Give me your faya In your pocket or they'll carry ya Off and bury ya We got in the east side every guy Four and three and two and one

Locotes Cypress Hill

getting deep and I gotta Blast back to thievery 1 robbery 1 robbery Cuz jacking is my hobby Give me that money, Jewelry & your keys To the five-o outside on deez Later, out with the 85 mustang One-time

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

Once Again Cypress Hill

" [B-Real] Once again it's Cypress Hill "Once again" .. "Once again!" [B-Real] Once again it's Cypress Hill "The greatest show on Earth!" "Once again!

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

Clash Of The Titans Cypress Hill

Zeus: "Make certain that no stone stands That no creature crawls I command you to let lose the last of the Titans" "It's time to strike!"

Can I Get A Hit Cypress Hill

Flippin it, lovin it, smokin it to the head Givin it to me half way down, "thanks again" Then when you see 'em later smokin they own stash When you ask 'em for a hit, they say, "sorry this is my last

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

(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

The Phuncky Feel One Cypress Hill

(repeat 2x) Ladies and gentlemen Verse One: B-Real Well I'm the Real one, yes the Phuncky Feel One Cypress Hill has come, any quest/just ask them Cause we are answerin, any brothers that've

Killa Hill Niggas 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

Stoned Raiders Cypress Hill

nation Buddha groove Smoke a pound for the sake of it Every time I make a move Smooth and togetha Raw like leatha Ain't goin' out like a punk neva Check it out: one two Cypress crew Check

Till Death Do Us Part Cypress Hill

respect that, damn We been down so long but it's all good That's why I dedicate this song [Chorus: repeat 2X] Till Death Do Us Part I do [Verse Two: B-Real] Who would have thought it would last

(Hidden Track) Cypress Hill

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 grab it Turn around spin see your face and jab it Drop you like one

Checkmate Cypress Hill

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 it shit, and I'ma grab it Turn around stares to your face and I jab it Drop you, like one

Till Death Come Cypress Hill

get dumb Maybe we can party all night till death come I’ve been in the game for a long time yes we’re battle tested With the time and the emotion and the money invested And everything hard no one

Till Death Comes Cypress Hill

we get dumb Maybe we can party all night till death come I’ve been in the game for a long time yes we’re battle tested With the time and the emotion and the money invested And everything hard no one

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

Verse One Well I′m an alley cat, some say a dirty rat On my side you see my gat, see I′m all of that Sendin off buck shots for I′m gonna wetcha Running hard, but I′m still coming to getcha Thinking

Rock/Rap Superstar Cypress Hill

a venu in LA) who just wanna cling on, swing on, and so on go on, fall off, the ho's roll on til the next rap superstar with no shame give em a year, he'll be right out the game the same as the last

Real Estate Cypress Hill

(kill em B-Real) Seekin to find the toys, with no flavor See I'm talkin about those whose vocals ain't comin off A skill to kill at will, but awfully dumb of course some go nut, the power of the last

Superstar Cypress Hill

Palladium Who just wanna cling on, swing on, and so on Go on fall off - the ho's fall off To the next rock superstar with no shame Give him a year and they'll be right out the game The same as the last

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!

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

Catastrophe Cypress Hill

on the floor, shaken and snake bitten You in a cold sweat like James of the names you knew Don't mean shit to me and you ain't got a clue of what's about to happen - interaction Two worlds collide - one

3 Lil Putos Cypress Hill

"Live and direct" One little two little three little putos Tried to jack me they got the boot-o Taking no shit when push comes to shove 'Cause the niggas showed me no love Step back punk 'cause

3 Lil` Putos Cypress Hill

3 Lil' Putos One little two little three little putos Tried to jack me they got the boot-o Taking no shit when push comes to shove 'Cause the niggas showed me no love Step back punk '

Lil' Putos Cypress Hill

One little two little three little putos Tried to jack me they got the boot-o Taking no shit when push comes to shove 'Cause the niggas showed me no love Step back punk 'cause I'm a Latino What I

Lock Down Cypress Hill

One little two little three little putos Tried to jack me they got the boot-o Taking no shit when push comes to shove 'Cause the niggas showed me no love Step back punk 'cause I'm a Latino What I

3 Lil' Putos Cypress Hill

One little, two little, three little putos Tried to jack me they got the boot, oh Taking no shit when push comes to shove 'Cause the nigga showed me no love Step back punk 'cause, I'm a Latino What I bring

Dr. Greenthumb (LP Version) Cypress Hill

Greenthumb grow tips I'll show you how to grow inside and out From seed to clone, and the best homegrown And if you're afraid of those pesky pork choppers in the sky No worries, we'll fix them too with one

Dr. Greenthumb Cypress Hill

Greenthumb grow tips I'll show you how to grow inside and out From seed to clone, and the best homegrown And if you're afraid of those pesky pork choppers in the sky No worries, we'll fix them too with one

Roll It Up, Light It Up, Smoke It Up Cypress Hill

zig zags and my lighters So I can roll it and set it on fire Damn, I wish I had scissors cause the shit is so sticky That it's gettin on my fuckin fingers But it's smokeable, double tokeable I got the one

HAND ON THE PUMP Cypress Hill

I'm gonna wetcha Running hard, but I'm still coming to getcha Thinking 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

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

Killa Hill Niggas (Feat. RZA, U-God) 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

No Rest For The Wicked Cypress Hill

So many fools swingin' from my sack, Let's talk about the one who had my back! Down in the west coast, so lemme kick it To the motherfucker who calls himself wicked! No rest, no peace!

HOW I COULD JUST KILL A MAN Cypress Hill

"It's another one of them old phunky Cypress Hill things, you know what I'm sayin'?

Hole in the Head Cypress Hill

[Gst Red] It's a Tribe thang Verse One: B-Real Madman gonna get cha, quick with the cuente See a gang, no there ain't no jugete Rollin like a pyscho with the windows rolled down Who you lookin

Cock The Hammer Cypress Hill

start-me-up, cause I'm not the Rolling Stones But I get stoned with a little help from my friends With the (gubla), then I passed it round back to me again I can make you famous like Amos Same as the last

(Rap) Superstar Cypress Hill

paladium Who just wanna cling on swing on And so on and go on and fall off The hoes fall off To the next rap superstar Wit no shame give him a year And they'll be right out the game The same as the last

Another Body Drops Cypress Hill

Late night creepin’ through the alley with six deuce Strapped up everybody focused no mixed views A sawed off pumped in my hand with two shells The other four holmies on the scene with cocktails One