Scooby Doo Lyrics - The Essential Cypress Hill - Cypress Hill

Chorus (repeated several times): 

Scooby-Doo, y'alllllll... 

Scooby-Dooby-Doo, y'alllllll... 

Verse 1: B-Real 

I remember the time them niggas tried to get me (I ain't havin' it) 

Throw your hands in the air, the Hill's live and direct, see 

So let me put my clip in, watch this nigga start flippin' 

My, why must they always be trippin'? 

Shut up, what up, fool tried to nut up 

Dropped the gat, riccocheted, the fool got cut up 

(Why'd you drop the gat, G?) I got hit from behind 

Now a nigga like me, I gotta go for mine 

Bring it on, bing, make ya bells ring 

When ya hit that pavement, what a feeling 

It's on, cracked like a baseball bat 

Oh shiiiiiiiit, out the boot came a gat 

Pointed (aimed) the nigga said "You're through!" 

[laughs] Scooby Doo! 'Cause I had a boy too! 

Related 

15 Huge Stars Who Were Backup Singers First 

Find Your Next Concert With Live Nation's Tour Stop 

Watch Ariana Grande Sing Her Hits On Carpool Karaoke 

Chorus 

Verse 2: B-Real 

I remember the time them niggas tried to get me (I ain't havin' it) 

Throw your gats in the air if you wanna come test me 

So let me just run through, as I pull out my Scooby-Doo 

I get the chills when I see that dead man's crew 

I got to get up, let's go head up, dead up 

I'm loc'ed like that, punk, that's why you're gettin' wet-up 

Want me to let up, but I ain't tryin' to hear that 

Bullshit cryin', punk, let me just clear that 

Buck a shot, lick a two shot, lick a three shot 

Ran out of ammo, damn, I ain't tryin' to get got 

Two niggas standin', dirty under-handed 

Lighter shade of fire, check my slug expanded 

Now tell me what the fuck are you gonna do 

When I pull out my Scooby-Doo? 

Chorus 

Photos 

Outro: B-Real (Mexican dialect?) 

Take a good look ... 'cause this is the last time you're gonna see 

fat bell like this again, you fat piece a chit! Kid muchacho, 

muchacho kid, get flabby - (oh - choot that piece a chit.) You 

fuckin' lobsta piece a CHIT! I'll stomp you like a duck. And you ... 

you with your little happy chain of lighters ... you wanna fuck with 

me, you fuck with the best! And you ... you with the burly haircut, 

the Stawberry Quik guy ... you around the way, main. I know where 

you at.