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Verse One:
It`s time I came to get mine Runnin through the hoods with the hand on the nine Why do the pigs come Bring your ass on Cross the line so I can get the blast on Oh shit I`m empty but I`ve got a shake to the side So don`t even tempt me Runnin the program Cypress Hill on the real with the Pearl Jam and I`m packing the steel Don`t come my way cause it only takes one minute to reach for the AK then why what you gonna do now Nowhere to run when my dog`s on the prowl Growling howling, give it up punk you might wanna throw the towel in I`m not doing the ill thing Cuz ain`t nothing like the real thing Verse Two: GIve me a taste off open a place and a black nine by the wate line Never know when someone will test ya Let you know I got mine by my body chest ya I`m the big hum that became the attack Hurt a little friend with a bullet car jacker That I won`t do anything for the looper When I`ve reached the Hill I strap when I swoop Click click bang bang Cuz it ain`t no thang when I hang with Stone And I kick that funky slang You`ve got to do the funk when I`ve got to do the ill thing Cuz ain`t nothing like the real thing
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