Hand On The Pump (muggs' Blunted Mix) Lyrics - Unreleased & Revamped - Cypress Hill

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 

Running hard, but I'm still coming to getcha 

Thinking like a peace smoke, comin on a homicide 

You talkin shit, try to take me for a ride 

I'm not a bad guy, but I'm the funky feel one 

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 

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Chorus 

Sawed off shotgun, hand on the pump 

Left hand on a forty, [puffin onna blunt] 

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 

Ain't takin shit from you him or no man 

Master mind maniac and a menace soooo 

How they want to pass sentence 

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 

And I'm handin out beatdowns [get your face down!] 

Put me in chains, try to beat my brains 

I can get out, but the grudge remains 

When I see ya punk ass, I'm gonna getcha 

Fucking do ya, shotgun go boo-yaa! 

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Verse Three 

Kickin that funky Cypress Hill shit 

Take a lot of mental for the blunted to chill with, 

Cuz I'm the chill one, known to get ill one 

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 

Out for the Hill fuckin up at a party 

Tried to get funny, put a hole in his body 

Lala la la lala la laaa 

Look at all of those funeral cars 

Cause I'ma 

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