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Текст (слова) песни: Cypress Hill - Hand on the Pump

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 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, this is going boo-yaa,
you`re stuck in my so hood, so what ya gonna do now?
Being the hunted one is no fun.
Here I come son, yo I think you better run
Better run more, and move a little faster,
second of thought and I`m coming to blast ya
With my

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Sawed off shotgun, hand on the pump,
left hand on a forty, [puffin on a blunt]
Pumped my shotgun, [niggaz didn`t jump]
Lala la la lala la laaaaa...

Comin at you like a stiff blow, fuckin` up your program.
Ain`t takin shit from you, him or no man.
Master mind maniac and a menace soooo,
how they want to pass sentence.
All because a nigga tried to play me on the trigger,
he missed, so now the nigga`s pissed.
Rude and crude like a pitbull, get to the point
your fuckin` car to get pulled, now,
I`m headed up the river with a boat and no paddle
and I`m handin` out beatdowns.
I`m headed up the river with a boat and no paddle
and I`m handin` out beatdowns [get your face down!]
Put me in chains, try to beat my brains
I can get out, but the grudge remains.
When I see ya punk ass, I`m gonna getcha
Fucking do ya, shotgun go boo-yaa!

Chorus

Kickin` that funky Cypress Hill shit,
take a lot of mental for the blunted to chill with,
cuz I`m the chill one, known to get ill one,
they stepped to the Hill "What`s up?", I had to kill one.
Now I`m headed up the river with a boat and no paddle
and they got me on lock down.
Headed up the river with a boat and no paddle
and they got me on lock down.
Hit me like a nigga who done lost his mind
cause I ain`t goin out like a spineless jellyfish.
Some say life is a bitch,
ask that punk who dug his own ditch
out for the Hill fuckin` up at a party.
Tried to get funny, put a hole in his body.
Lala la la lala la laaa
Look at all of those funeral cars,
cause I`ma

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