Текст (слова) песни: Cypress Hill - Till Death Comes

[Chorus 2X]

My game so strong, I can`t go wrong

My dough so long, baby why prolong

Baby we get high, Baby we get dough

Baby we can party all night till death come

[Verse One]

We been in the game for a long time

Yes we`re battle tested

With the time and the emotion, and the money invested

And if you think hard

No one elses game is tighter

Check the network, up in ya fucking service provider

I bought you thug shit

Thought you drug shit

Got you bugged shit

Tell me what we havent done

We run you through course son

Leave you understanding what the street life is

But you haters never understand

So eat my dick

You better

Get on your concentration

If you ready to roll on me

And good bitches if you wanna unload on me

Cause if you miss you won`t get that far

Ill have you jumping fences

And running down the treet like a track star

I`m at the finish line, its essential

We so influential

Well strip you of your street credential

Game recognize, game we all about

Think you can deminish mine

Look homey I got a career

[Chorus 2X]

[Verse Two]

They call me dog homey

Look I don`t sell woof tickets

I got my fingers on the trigger

And I`m ready to click it

I never back down

Theres nothing you cand do to me nigga

Who the fuck are you

Your face is really new to me nigga

You wanna run with the dog

Try paying your dues homes

Bum nigga yelling every time that I use chrome

So many niggaz, aint none of them blast, the right lights

In the woods be stunning their ass

I took a chance

To advance, in my life believe it

It takes a stand to be a man

Plus the gang conceited

Fools trying to be hard

They only act the role

You little sorry ass bitches, Ill smack you hoes

Try to fool people

Make em think you something your not

I`m exposing all you bitches

By provoking the crowd

Raw dogging, dying for some action, drama

Your bitch shocked out

Bullets through plastic dome

[Chorus 2X]

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