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Текст (слова) песни: Cypress Hill - Hands 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

Chorus

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

Verse Two

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
Verse Three

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

Chorus

 

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