When The Ship Goes Down Cypress Hill

When The Shit Goes Down rollin around nine deuce cadillac still got my homies to watch my back and they'll smoke ya ass if ya wanna come chat thats why some pigs an tha

When The Ship Goes Down (Diamond D Remix) Cypress Hill

Hits from the bong Hits from the bong Hits from the bong Hits from the bong Pick it, pack it, fire it up Come along and take a hit from the bong Put the blunt down just for a second Don’t get me

When The Shit Goes Down Cypress Hill

When The Shit Goes Down rollin around nine deuce cadillac still got my homies to watch my back and they'll smoke ya ass if ya wanna come chat thats why some pigs an tha kids come sweatin

When The Sh-- Goes Down Cypress Hill

when tha shit goes down ya better be ready (when tha shit goes down) when tha shit goes down ya better be ready (when tha shit goes down) when tha shit goes down ya better be ready (when tha shit goes

When The Shit Goes Down Cypress Hill

when tha shit goes down ya better be ready (when tha shit goes down) when tha shit goes down ya better be ready (when tha shit goes down) when tha shit goes down ya better be ready (when tha shit goes

Lock Down Cypress Hill

it comes hissin' Here it comes hummin' at ya Now the slug is comin' at ya One little two little three hoodlums Gotta hit the ground 'cause here the slug comes What do you know, click clack goes the

AudioTrack Cypress Hill

[B Real] Come inside hello everybody welcome Think you better be ready for the battle when the shit goes down Cause we warring All you fuckin yellow comets runnin from the front line If anybody wanna

Audio X (featuring Barron Ricks) (LP Version) Cypress Hill

[B Real] Come inside hello everybody welcome Think you better be ready for the battle when the shit goes down Cause we warring All you fuckin yellow comets runnin from the front line If anybody wanna

Audio X Cypress Hill

[B Real] Come inside hello everybody welcome Think you better be ready for the battle when the shit goes down Cause we warring All you fuckin yellow comets runnin from the front line If anybody wanna

Audio X (Feat. Barron Ricks) Cypress Hill

[B Real] Come inside hello everybody welcome Think you better be ready for the battle when the shit goes down Cause we warring All you fuckin yellow comets runnin from the front line If anybody

Break 'Em Off Some Cypress Hill

Through the car swings The fireing pins go click when I duck behind the trash bin Ran out of ammo no doubt my gatt is dry like a fuckin drought got to make my way home hit the gate and get my chrome

Insane In The Brain Cypress Hill

Insane In the Brain To da one on da flam boy it's tough I just toss that ham on the fryin pan like spam it's done when I come in slam damn, I feel like the son of sam don't make me wrek

Insane in the brain Cypress Hill

To da one on da flam boy it's tough I just toss that ham on the fryin pan like spam it's done when I come in slam damn, I feel like the son of sam don't make me wrek shit wit a automatic got me

Insane In The Brain (Radio Edit) Cypress Hill

To da one on da flam boy it's tough I just toss that ham on the fryin pan like spam it's done when I come in slam damn, I feel like the son of sam don't make me wrek shit wit a automatic got me goin' likke

Insane in the Brain Cypress Hill

Insane in the Brain Who you trin' to get crazy with ese? Don't you know I'm loco?

Hits From The Bong Cypress Hill

Hits From The Bong Hits From The Bong Hits From The Bong Hits From The Bong Pick it, pack it, Fire it up, Come along, And take a hit from the bong, Put the blunt down just for a second,

Rise Up (Feat. Tom Morello) Cypress Hill

Cause what goes up must come down So we gotta rise up to the Higher ground Rise Up(Rise Up) Rise Up(Rise Up) Rise Up(Rise Up) How high can you get?

3 Lil Putos Cypress Hill

, click clack goes the gun Make 'em run boy, make 'em run boy, make 'em run Cuando entro, loonie es el fuerte Speakin' to the gente 'Cause I'm insane in the mente Movin' em back, click-click goes

3 Lil` Putos Cypress Hill

comes What do you know, click clack goes the gun Make 'em run boy, make 'em run boy, make 'em run Cuando entro, loonie es el fuerte Speakin' to the gente 'Cause I'm insane in the mente

Lil' Putos Cypress Hill

it comes hissin' Here it comes hummin' at ya Now the slug is comin' at ya One little two little three hoodlums Gotta hit the ground 'cause here the slug comes What do you know, click clack goes the

3 Lil' Putos Cypress Hill

hissin', here it comes hummin' at ya Now the slug is comin' at ya One little two little three hoodlums Gotta hit the ground 'cause here the slug comes What do you know, click clack goes the gun Make 'em

Break `Em Off Some Cypress Hill

Through the car swings The fireing pins go click when I duck behind the trash bin Ran out of ammo no doubt my gatt is dry like a fuckin drought got to make my way home hit the gate and get

Hits From The Bong Cypress Hill

Hits From The Bong Hits From The Bong Hits From The Bong Hits From The Bong Pick it, pack it, Fire it up, Come along, And take a hit from the bong, Put the blunt down just for a second, Don't

Bong Hit Cypress Hill

Hits From The Bong Hits From The Bong Hits From The Bong Hits From The Bong Pick it, pack it, fire it up, come aloooong and take hits from the boooong Put the blunt down just for a second Don′t

Another Body Drops Cypress Hill

A sawed off pumped in my hand with two shells The other four holmies on the scene with cocktails One nigga lookin’ for popos and foes hell Someone lookin’ through windows the door bells Goes

Insane In The Brain Cypress Hill

To the one on the flamboyant tip, just toss that ham In the fryin' pan Like spam Feel done when I come in slam Damn I feel like the son of sam Don't make me wreck shit hectic Next to the chair

Insane In The Brain (LP Ver.) Cypress Hill

To the one on the flam Boy your temper just toss that ham In the fryin' pan Like spam Feel done when I come in slam Damn I feel like the son of sam Don't make me wreck shit hectic Next to the chair got

Insane In The Brain (Extended) Cypress Hill

To the one on the flam Boy your temper just toss that ham In the fryin' pan Like spam Feel done when I come in slam Damn I feel like the son of sam Don't make me wreck shit hectic Next to the chair got

Cock The Hammer Cypress Hill

On a chicken-hunt, huntin' for a chicken Get paranoid when you hear my Glock clickin' Speakin' to the punk that's tweakin' With the bitch-ass styles I hit you like Deacon Jones house, cough without

HAND ON THE PUMP Cypress Hill

And I'm handin' out beatdowns Get your face down!

Trouble cypress hill

Artist: Cypress Hill Album: Stoned Raiders Song: Trouble Typed by: people_equal_lovely@hotmail.com [B-Real] It's been a while now Been around the block many miles Many faces, many places

Psycobetabuckdown Cypress Hill

ya I'm gonna blast ya When I'm on the psycobeta, state of mind over magnum, you know I'm gonna tag them You're gonna get flunked when I buck ya down You know you're gonna get flunked when I buck ya

Hand On The Glock Cypress Hill

cypress hill cypress hill cypress hill Crusing through the neighborhood Some say I'm no good Claimin I'm a criminal But lets make it understood Just one man man with a whole lot of homeboys (whole

Riot Starter Cypress Hill

Riot....Starter Come on [Sen Dog] "Yeah...move it to the side Cypress Hill coming through once again Check this out, this is for ninety-eight, nine-nine Forever baby, come again now!"

It Ain\'t Nothin\' (feat. Young De) Cypress Hill

Sick the dogs on you Get more by the K-9 Homies on the yard never walk in the main line The manes find that they can never be in the game I\'m lettin\' off rounds Hittin\' blunts at the same time

Throw Your Set In The Air Cypress Hill

Every Nigga out there wanna be down with the crew Some ain't got enough heart let me ask you-this Would ya be down like a soldier Loyal, and do everything I told ya I can mold ya into a warrior

Tequila Sunrise cypress hill

Verse One: B Smooth Word up, Tequila style... eat the worm Motherfucker (overlapping intro's end) Tequila spice, hot nice Milling rice, sipping on Jose Cuervo Down in Tiajuana, Mexico Thinking

Cant Get The Best Of Me Cypress Hill

to deal with these softies Take they ass out like heroes and they flossin And when you tell me you better bring styles Cause mine can go on and on and on for miles (Chorus) You can't get the best

Lightning Strikes (LP Version) Cypress Hill

Attention all personnel Attention all personnel "The world's famous The world's famous Cypress, Cypress Hill The world's famous Cypress Hill Cypress Hill Cypress, Cypress Hill The world's famous

Lightning Strikes Cypress Hill

Attention all personnel Attention all personnel" "The world's famous The world's famous Cypress, Cypress Hill The world's famous Cypress Hill Cypress Hill Cypress, Cypress Hill The world's famous

HOW I COULD JUST KILL A MAN Cypress Hill

"It's another one of them old phunky Cypress Hill things, you know what I'm sayin'?

Can't Get The Best Of Me Cypress Hill

to the phone, knock his ass on your good balls Only one way to deal with these softies Take they ass out like heroes and they flossin And when you test me you better bring styles Cause mine can go

Make A Move Cypress Hill

And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger, those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers.

Stank Ass Hoe Cypress Hill

weed leaves, you need these Hill biggas to bust trigga, sicka sicka The rhyme spitter spittin over the transmittor I got double platinum records on the wall While you got double cheeseburgers in yo

Once Again Cypress Hill

" [B-Real] Once again it's Cypress Hill "Once again" .. "Once again!" [B-Real] Once again it's Cypress Hill "The greatest show on Earth!" "Once again!

Shots Go Off Cypress Hill, Rusko

back off for anything that drama brings married the game too long Too little to the mother f*cker same old song but is drots go off everybody get down always get spring as the day goes long Get down everybody

High Times Cypress Hill

and the haze Roll a fat one, pass it to the left don't front But I hate it when they don't take the seeds out the blunt A bunch of blunt-rollers are like rookies on the field Spillin the weed plant

Killafornia Cypress Hill

[B-Real] Living in the city of the Scandalous Shisty motherfuckers, can't even trust my own brothers So who can I choose to trust, me, that's who Niggas want a piece of the pie, fuck off and die!

Southland Killers (Feat. M.C. Ren & King Tee) Cypress Hill

And y'all got shit 'cos of my balls are cussed Ren and Cypress Hill, they ain't liver than us Nigga Legendary Villian, who started the fuss Nigga double glock, cocked, get your shit rocked Get your crib

Feature Presentation Cypress Hill

jungles Aiyyo we livin it, magnficent Cypress, worldwide!