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Tytuł: Let it rain

  • Wykonawca: Cypress Hill
  • Wy¶wietleń: 271

  
   Fuck all y'all
  I'm comin' of the wall
  I got a nigga from The Source
  Swingin' from my balls
  Ughh!
  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 niggas 'till they all gone
  Now we can roll to the east side of town
  And I'm lookin' for a fat boy and a lotta (state of clown)
  You better move your ass to this MAC-11
  Pointed at your ass for the 1-8-7
  
  "Yeah motherfucker, gonna break your back with this shit. Hey,
  motherfuckas: move back! Yo, B-Real.."
  
  I'm the head-hunter
  You goin' under
  Make a trophy
  Call it the two-headed buster
  On my mantle
  Back in the temple
  Givin' up the family
  Up and down Central
  Butt bloody
  Anybody
  Lookin' for a wide body
  One body
  
  Somebody
  Some be testin'
  Keepin' 'em guessin'
  Smile on my face
  Got the Smith and Wesson
  
  Some be testin'
  Keepin' 'em guessin'
  Smile on my face
  Got the Smith and Wesson
  
  Some be testin'
  Keepin' 'em guessin'
  Smile on my face
  Got the Smith and Wesson
  
  Some be testin'
  Keepin' 'em guessin'
  Smile on my face
  Got the Smith and Wesson
  
  I ain't fallin' off like Humpty-Dumpty
  Nigga you still wanna bump me
  Still got the hand on pump
  And now I'm thumpin' on 'em
  Thumpin on 'em
  See
  Somebody, anybody scream
  Uggh! When I got the gatt with the big red beam
  Now what if I moved it up right between your eyes
  Now your chances are never
  When you're lookin' at the slug at the of the barrel
  Where ya gonna run when ya can't move further
  Seven eighty one redruM with the Murder
  Tie him up
  Throw him in the trunk
  Let the funk
  Blow his earsdrums out
  'Till he's bleedin'
  Then let's get him weeded
  It's the phunk Buddha
  Let me do the
  Ceremony up with the hootah
  
  And the shooter
  Some be testin'
  Keepin' 'em guessin'
  Smile on my face
  Got the Smith and Wesson
  
  Come be testin'
  Keepin' 'em guessin'
  Smile on my face
  Got the Smith and Wesson
  
  Some be testin'
  Keepin' 'em guessin'
  Smile on my face
  Got the Smith and Wesson
  
  Some be testin'
  Keepin' 'em guessin'
  Smile on my face
  Got the Smith and Wesson