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- Cypress Hill 3 Lil' Putos 歌詞
- Cypress Hill
- One little two little three little putos
Tried to jack me they got the boot oh
Taking no sh*t when push comes to shove
Cause the ni**a showed me no love
Step back punk cause Im a Latino
What I bring you is the hardcore lingo
Funky but ya dont understand
Now I gotta stand with the glock in my hand
No scope and theres no hope
Cause Im dishin out my 4 5 slug and it aint missin
Here 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 gun
Make em run boy make em run boy make em run
Cuando entro loonie es el fuerte speakin to the gente
Cause Im insane in the mente
Movin em back click clack goes the gun
Make em run boy make em run boy make em run
Its no fun when I 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 dont hear this little lazo
Cypress Hill breaking you off a pedazo
Humming at ya dont make me come gatt ya
Punk cause I still will be comin at ya
One little two little three hoodlums
Gotta hit the ground cause here the slug comes
What do you knowclick clack goes the gun
Make em run boy make em run boy make em run
When I come in kickin with a vengeance
Swift of the engines coming like the three little Indians
Stompin around on the ground on the plains
Cause a ni**a like me is goin insane
In the brain so I gotta maintain my direction
What I mighta gain without my protection
Not a damn thing so when I come just bring that
New style break ya off like a chicken wing
So you can just suck my cock
Like a fat blunt stoned is the way of the walk
When Im peepin checkin out the punk a** creepin
I let the dogs loose then I let the dogs sick em
Ni**a dont make me catch ya punk
Cause I still will be 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 run boy make em run boy make em run
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