Текст песни Cypress Hill - Once Again

Till Death Do Us Part
Жанр: Rap
Исполнитель: Cypress Hill
Альбом: Till Death Do Us Part
Длительность: 03:49
Рейтинг: 2040
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Загрузил: Partizan


Ladies and gentlemen.. boys and girls.. I bring to YOU" "Once again!" [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!" [B-Real] Once again it`s Cypress Hill "Back again!" "Once again!" [B-Real] Once again it`s Cypress Hill "I bring to YOU" [Verse One: B-Real] Welcome everyone, take ya places It`s great seein all these familiar faces You want thug shit? We got a lot of it You wanna get high? I`m on top of it You want bottles? C`mon, we poppin it You want a revolution? Ain`t no stoppin it Enemies try to fire back Desire that, find you where the tire track Cause we run ya down son, but in spite of that Got a joint? Fools give me my lighter back ... I`ma light up the bomb I`ma blaze `til we set off the fire alarm No need for evacuation Find a honey that`s ill for ejaculation She got friends, well the more the merrier No limits, no worries, no more barriers [Chorus 2X: B-Real, mixed with samples] Once again it`s Cypress Hill We some ill-ass niggaz straight bumpin the field Smoke it up, from now until somebody calls out steel and we live for the thrill [Verse Two: B-Real] Plug the mic in, and I`ll move the crowd Neighbors get mad cause the music`s loud I send a few girls in the hall to talk Crusty old man never called the cops No pistols, if you get my drift yo You pull one and miss better slit yo` wrists bro This ain`t a gangsta party But if you turn it into one a bullet might pierce yo` body Relax, there`s a lot of girls in here You shitfaced niggaz, don`t earl in here Don`t break shit or take nothin, mind your manners Or your head goes BOOM like it`s fuckin skanless But we ain`t for all that right now, just chill out We can pop bottles or let the blood spill out Cuanta, suck it up, shut your trap Before you lose that fine-ass girl on your lap [Chorus] [Verse Three: B-Real] You wanna room? Let me clear one out But while I`m gone, just don`t let the beers run out In the morn` we can watch all the tears come out When the pigs come, a nigga wanna hear one out For now, we can pass the time Blazin it up, if you slow you the last in line Got a roach, so what? You ain`t spent a dime You ungrateful-ass critter, back the hell of mine You can, lose the life or lose the knife Use the pipe, but I can`t lose tonight All the girls bein picky who they chose tonight You better hope you chillin with the right crew tonight See that girl over there? Yeah she like your style Probably seen her on the video "Girls Gone Wild" Hesitation is constipation of your game when you`re in for a night of elation [Chorus]
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