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

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!

Lowrider Cypress Hill

Aww, comin through fo' real we Cypress Hill, ohh baby Got that crunk, for yo' trunk, goin gangsta crazy We some real life hustlers, playin games in the street We got that low-ri-der, scrapin dippin

Lowrider (Radio Edit) Cypress Hill

[Intro: B-Real] + (Mellow Man Ace) Aww, comin through fo' real we Cypress Hill, ohh baby Got that crunk, for yo' trunk, goin gangsta crazy We some real life hustlers, playin games in the street We got

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

And y'all got shit 'cos of my balls are cussed Ren and Cypress Hill, they ain't liver than us Nigga Legendary Villian, who started the fuss Nigga double glock, cocked, get your shit rocked Get your crib

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

Let It Rain Cypress Hill

Ya want me to set it Well my MAC-11 takes unleaded Let it rain And jackin' out fire What you're seein' when I'm takin' shit another level higher Now it's on Ain't gettin' domed Buckin' all these

Memories Cypress Hill

As I sit in my silver stack thinking about way back Even before I started blazing the chronic sack I was a go wild unfocused troublesome kid Looking up to all the gangsters and the shit they did I was

Steel Magnolia (featuring Barron Ricks) (LP Version) Cypress Hill

cards to your eulogy Murder that ass, send my regards to your family, fuck it That's what niggaz get for fuckin with this maniac depressive nigga With aggresion, smith and wesson, in his possession

Killafornia Cypress Hill

Jealous, envious fools want to rush this Loco, trooping ass nigga with the cash, shit Motherfuckers just get your own, and leave mine alone Forty-five places to get done Send out your invitation To

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

The Only Way Cypress Hill

We're ballin' out here and the weed is so smelly Don't slip or you can get drugged through the alley and violated for credit, get stock in your belly Cause it's all about survival Better learn it quick

High Times Cypress Hill

Homegrown, backyard boogie, I'm still stoned Got my weed plants taller than your telephone's corner I can remember when I could only get sess in those days Now I'm rockin that chocolate thai, skunk

Clash Of The Titans Cypress Hill

law Look in the stars, aligned with sign and Mars Destruction, what's your function, you roll with God "Attention" 2x [B-Real] The soul of the master's elements, disaster Breaking ya faster,

Highlife Cypress Hill

platinum hallway But now the fools are minutemade; they get played for a minute then played out they never get back in it Gun park I bring chalk for your body outlined on the floor You got hit by

We Live This Shit Cypress Hill

Cypress Hill all day Spark the lah We live this shit We latin-thug type Gat-blasters Weedsmokers Moneyholders, that's right [B-Real] Well it's the alleycat looking for the buddhasack On my

Psychodelic Vision Cypress Hill

, inconceivable That half the shit I set out to do was achievable But alas, look at all the shit come to pass While we remained strong, others broke like glass Cos you lack style, and you need all the

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

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

better to do, than fuck with the pride When you hide behind your badge, your gun and ride Billy club show me no love, think you above All the fuss and the locs is rushing in too close Let me lay it

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!

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

Amplified Cypress Hill

scratched repeatedly * [Sen Dog] I be that, short-temper, hostile rhyme bringer Lifestyle gone wild, similar to rock singers Check me on the big screen, livin' out my dreams Cypress, Assassins,

Amplified (Fredwreck Remix - Clean Version) Cypress Hill

scratched repeatedly * [Sen Dog] I be that, short-temper, hostile rhyme bringer Lifestyle gone wild, similar to rock singers Check me on the big screen, livin' out my dreams Cypress, Assassins,

Latin Lingo (Prince Paul Mix) Cypress Hill

Yo no hotho, I got some sodos And you can hear it in la skunkas Tribal ceremony as the Hill gets stronger Don’t be such a liver what ya got for that cavesa Aye holmes pass the cerveza Before I have

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!

Busted in the Hood Cypress Hill

Had the little stash that could serve your need You can do what you want but I got weed for me Ridin for my fam, tryin to hit a grand CRASH unit on my ass, now I'm in demand One lone-ly fami-ly I

Spark Another Owl Cypress Hill

[B-Real]: Who be the ones steppin' in the room, Everybody welcome to the temple of boom, Back, let me see ya fat indo sack, And get weeded, somebody, everybody need it, Mari-Juana, Mari-Juana, do

Psycobetabuckdown Cypress Hill

, or computer wizard Hit you with the blizzard, cut your circuit with my scissors Shorts'll get crossed while you're in the crossfire You get blasted, you dumb-ass bastard See you need the day-ta *

Rise Up (Feat. Tom Morello) Cypress Hill

Living in the big city The American dream Is far roaming in the streets of greed Everywhere I turn Im on a mission for more But I aint selling my soul With the dope theres no girl Im on a one way

From The Window Of My Room Cypress Hill

[B-Real] Now lately I've been findin myself, pourin my guts out Expressin my thoughts, lettin my nuts out in the walls of sleep, I can't keep it all in the hall clear While others keep it inside

Riot Starter Cypress Hill

breaking out here right now Tensions are building Uh, the police have just wrestled a couple of people to the ground" ("...Police in riot gear...")

Stoned Raiders Cypress Hill

[B-Real]: 1 for trouble, 8 for the road, 7 to get ready when I'm lettin' off all my load, Funk, Buddha monk, in the trunk, I got'cha, thumpin' so hard, Up and down the blvd., I'm a natrual-born

Roll It Up, Light It Up Cypress Hill

Fuckin' Buddha comin' at'cha live Direct with the biggest, fattest joint Comin' in with indo flavors Fuckin' Buddha comin' at'cha like this '95 It's, Friday mornin', where the weed at Let me dip into my

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

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

Fuckin buddha comin at'cha live Direct with the biggest, fattest joint Comin in with indo flavors Fuckin buddha comin at'cha like this '95 It's, Friday mornin, where the weed at Let me dip into my pocket

Hole in the Head Cypress Hill

Plato, si mon, you want static When you reach for your gat to load your automatic (Boo-yaa!!)

Another Victory Cypress Hill

You can't fuck with the [spanish] Please no interruptions Your crew pull up guns get waxed in the sun Like my rag top six-five Smash you with the switches The hitch is, you're gettin too big for your

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

Sick the dogs on you Get more by the K-9 Homies on the yard never walk in the main line The manes find that they can never be in the game I\'m lettin\' off rounds Hittin\' blunts at the same time

Feature Presentation Cypress Hill

niggaz mumble Ready to shed blood up in the jungles Aiyyo we livin it, magnficent Cypress, worldwide!

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

niggaz mumble Ready to shed blood up in the jungles Aiyyo we livin it, magnficent Cypress, worldwide!

Red Light Visions Cypress Hill

if you niggas know the real deal Fuck all the bullshit, Cypress Hill Comes raining on your brain Bringing the blood stains Smeared on the sidewalk, one mark dome of the prejudice skull, hanging in

Stank Ass Hoe Cypress Hill

weed leaves, you need these Hill biggas to bust trigga, sicka sicka The rhyme spitter spittin over the transmittor I got double platinum records on the wall While you got double cheeseburgers in yo

Locotes Cypress Hill

You don't want to turn your back on me When you least expect it I come with a wicked method I'm creepin on ya Now you find your homeboy's Bleeding on ya It's the the locote coming out the bote

(Rap) Superstar Cypress Hill

be a rap superstar And live large a big house 5 cars, you're in charge Comin up in the world Don't trust nobody Gotta look over your shoulder constantly (B-Real) I remember the days when i was

What's Your Number? Cypress Hill

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 play Niggaz hit her up for numbers and

Locotes Cypress Hill

Let's do it You don't wanna turn your back on me When you least expect it I come with the wicked method I'm creepin' on ya Now you find your homeboys bleedin' on ya Just the locotes Drumin

Insane In The Brain (LP Ver.) Cypress Hill

To the one on the flam Boy your temper just toss that ham In the fryin' pan Like spam Feel done when I come in slam Damn I feel like the son of sam Don't make me wreck shit hectic Next to the chair got

Insane In The Brain (Extended) Cypress Hill

To the one on the flam Boy your temper just toss that ham In the fryin' pan Like spam Feel done when I come in slam Damn I feel like the son of sam Don't make me wreck shit hectic Next to the chair got

AudioTrack Cypress Hill

no way out of this musrhroom cloud But you never wanna realize that I'm planted in your mind now Cypress Hill compound, you could hear the sound Let another motherfucker run up and I'll put your