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Bong Hit Cypress Hill get me wrong it′s not a new method Inhale, Exhale - just got a ounce in the mail I like a blunt or a big fat coal But my double barrel bong is gettin me stoned I′m skill it, There′s water inside don When The Ship Goes Down (Diamond D Remix) Cypress Hill it It smells like shit on the carpet still it Goes down smooth when I get a clean hit Of the skunky, funky, smelly green shit Sing my song, puff all night long As I take hits from the bong Hits Hits From The Bong Cypress Hill don't spill it, It smells like shit on the carpet, Still it, goes down smooth when I get a clean hit, Of the skunky funky smelly green shit, Sing my song, puff all night long, As I take Hits from Can I Get A Hit Cypress Hill I get a hit of your weed [repeats in background 6X] [B-Real] You know I hate it when I roll a joint and give it to somebody Who ain't got weed but they wanna be up in the party Laughin and gigglin Stank Ass Hoe Cypress Hill Stank Ass Hoe Stank Ass Hoe Stank Ass Hoe Stank Ass Hoe We Live This Shit Can I Get A Hit 싸울텐가? 아님 말릴텐가? 가사 없뚬!!!! 경고 Roll It Up, Light It Up Cypress Hill want to get high like a plane in the sky, with the indo cloud in my brain Where the fuck are my zig zags and my lighters So I can roll it and set it on fire Damn, I wish I had scissors cause the shit is Roll It Up, Light It Up, Smoke It Up Cypress Hill wanna get high like a plane In the sky, with the indo cloud in my brain Where the fuck are my zig zags and my lighters So I can roll it and set it on fire Damn, I wish I had scissors cause the shit is Hits From The Bong (T-Ray's Mix) Cypress Hill Take it, pack it, fire it up , come along and take your hit from the bong Put the pipe down just for a second Don′t get me wrong its not a new method Inhale..exhale..just got a ounce in the mail I Amplified (Fredwreck Remix - Clean Version) Cypress Hill SX, latin thug thing Fools think they get bad, I ain't really with that Flavour of the month, bro, (?) Amplified Cypress Hill SX, latin thug thing Fools think they get bad, I ain't really with that Flavour of the month, bro, (?) Light Another Cypress Hill , hash spliff this tweed actin type of stylin, how do you spell it Take a hit from outta New York into Phillie Hit some Visine, so the smoke can let out Now do you really think you can take the red Interlude Cypress Hill I wake up every morning, kiss my wife goodbye Hug my kids, tell em I love em, my mouth, hit the fried I'm out on patrol, in my squad car, do I lay Where you never know, if you'll be makin it home today Funk Freakers Cypress Hill flow Like smoke in ya lungs from puffin' on the indo Rythems upside'cha brain, can ya hang, can maintain Can ya feel the funk flowin' in ya veins Get'cha fix and ya bag of tricks In tha mix I got Everybody Must Get Stoned Cypress Hill Everybody must get stoned I don't know but that shit sounds good to me" [Verse 1] Hit the joint, up the bomb, take a puff Till you just can't get enough Of the sunk a punk Pick an endo, wanna Busted in the Hood Cypress Hill Had the little stash that could serve your need You can do what you want but I got weed for me Ridin for my fam, tryin to hit a grand CRASH unit on my ass, now I'm in demand One lone-ly fami-ly I Rise Up (Feat. Tom Morello) Cypress Hill Living in the big city The American dream Is far roaming in the streets of greed Everywhere I turn Im on a mission for more But I aint selling my soul With the dope theres no girl Im on a one way Lookin Through The Eye Of A Pig Cypress Hill [B-Real] I wake up every morning, kiss my wife goodbye Hug my kids, tell em I love em, my mouth, hit the fried I'm out on patrol, in my squad car, do I lay Where you never know, if you'll be makin Looking Through The Eye Of A Pig Cypress Hill [b-real] I wake up every morning, kiss my wife goodbye Hug my kids, tell em i love em, my mouth, hit the fried I'm out on patrol, in my squad car, do i lay Where you never know, if you'll be makin Certified Bomb Cypress Hill soldier Fake bustas get hit with the clusterbomb You're a hotdog with no mustard, you're flusterd, I'm calm Spit heat like a fucking dragon, bagging you up Tagging you toe, zipping you up Clipping STONED IS THE WAY OF THE WALK Cypress Hill Stoned is the way of the walk Stoned is the way of the walk Well it's the alley cat Puffin' on a hootie rat Some think I'm a criminal But yo I ain't all o' that Hit ya with a baseball bat An Break 'Em Off Some Cypress Hill This one goes out to all you punk motherfuckers out there Yeah, eat a bowl of dick'up fools! Do ya wanna get crazy? Commin atcha in 93'! High Times Cypress Hill B'Real: The very first time I hit the weed I was young Coughin up a lung, high strung, back in '81 Goin to school, hittin the buddah behind the bleachers Comin to class high, sellin the lye to the Lick A Shot Cypress Hill Lick a shot! "Oh!" Comin' at ya "Fire!" Zippedy do da, zippedy hey Cried oh my, wanna get that punk with my AK And get on the way On a mission, puffin' on a fat ass jay Prude! Spark Another Owl Cypress Hill [B-Real]: Who be the ones steppin' in the room, Everybody welcome to the temple of boom, Back, let me see ya fat indo sack, And get weeded, somebody, everybody need it, Mari-Juana, Mari-Juana, do Strictly Hip Hop Cypress Hill on an advertisement, comecializing Fuckin' sell out, nigga, this is hip-hop, not fasion, Get the hell out, I'm taking out these so called gangsta niggas, Takin' pictures, modeling clothes for small Stricktry Hip Hop Cypress Hill , commercializing Fuckin' sell out, nigga, this is hip-hop, not fashion, Get the hell out, I'm taking out these so called gangsta niggas, Takin' pictures, modeling clothes for small figures, And I Real Estate Cypress Hill eleven Got hit with a pitch like a bitch and went to heaven Weak ducks, duckin and buckin Sayin FUKKIT, ain't worth damn pay the ducats From my public, my favorite subject, I loves it So go 'head, Throw Your Hands In The Air Cypress Hill Intro: Sen Dog Yeah Bust how we gonna bounce off this ninety-five Soul Assassins Cypress Hill joint. Yo we want everybody out there to throw their hands up... ...so get it on kid! Red Light Visions Cypress Hill s trying to get down But all you get is a peeled back, dome cap I'm not the one to be having that shit All these punk niggas better bow down and submit Niggas don't know how to "keep it real" Only 3 Lil Putos Cypress Hill got to break you off some Of the psycobeta beatdown, boy you get done Serio Here we go Off for the muchacho Come if you really want some of the chingazo Me caso you don't hear this little lazo Cypress