Cypress Hill - Hand On The Pump
Verse One 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 Thinking Like A Peace Smoke, Comin On A Homicide Running Hard, But I'm Still Coming To Getcha I'm Not A Bad Guy, But I'm The Funky Feel One You Talkin Shit, Try To Take Me For A Ride 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 Left Hand On A Forty, [puffin Onna Blunt] Sawed Off Shotgun, Hand On The Pump 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 Master Mind Maniac And A Menace Soooo How They Want To Pass Sentence Ain't Takin Shit From You Him Or No Man 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 Put Me In Chains, Try To Beat My Brains And I'm Handin Out Beatdowns [get Your Face Down!] When I See Ya Punk Ass, I'm Gonna Getcha I Can Get Out, But The Grudge Remains Fucking Do Ya, Shotgun Go Boo-yaa! Chorus Verse Three Take A Lot Of Mental For The Blunted To Chill With, Cuz I'm The Chill One, Known To Get Ill One Kickin That Funky Cypress Hill Shit 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 Tried To Get Funny, Put A Hole In His Body Look At All Of Those Funeral Cars Out For The Hill Fuckin Up At A Party Cause I'ma Lala La La Lala La Laaa Chorus
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