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Worldwide Lyrics - Skull & Bones - Cypress Hill

You better hope I'm chained up, shackled with a yard 

I'll snatch you by the neck, bide you like a tech 

Wreck fools when I disconnect, make you sweat 

Shit your pants, get in yuor step on my advance 

Catch a glance of the legendary brother who carries 

Your body and buries two more lyrics in styles varied 

Fool what? You ain't got nothin' to say 

I been backin' up east side LA, all day 

Blowin' up the best techs, the best flex 

Havin' the best sex, fuckin' in Wessex 

The hardcore shit, I know you like it raw 

'Cause ain't no other Dog breakin' the last straw 

 

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(: B-Real) 

You better bounce, nigga, smoke an ounce, nigga 

'Cause you rollin' with the Hill and what counts is uh, 

Can you hang with us? You wanna bang with us? 

Cypress Hill, worldwide, Los Angeles 

 

(2: Sen-Dog) 

I don't bark, I just bite, mangle and maim niggas up 

Check your strap, they mangle us and pick us up 

Fool, now you tremblin', I give you three seconds 

To break out before you resemblin' a dead man 

A hole through your headband 

My gat's in my right hand, my plug's in my left hand, punk 

Cypress Hill worldwide, you just a local 

Don't anger me, or you can hear it in my vocal 

You don't want that strap on my hip 

To deal out, the repercussions dug a fat lip 

I'm buckin' at the room soon to the boom 

Fuckin' with your head like the 'shroom you consume 

 

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(: B-Real) 

You better bounce, nigga, smoke an ounce, nigga 

'Cause you rollin' with the Hill and what counts is uh, 

Can you hang with us? You wanna bang with us? 

Cypress Hill, worldwide, Los Angeles 

 

(BR) Bitches, you're all thick-eyed, a weak ride 

I take money-money, make dummies all night 

Use the mic, bruise the mic, we choos the mic 

When you sorry niggas go off and lose the mic 

(SD) We choose a life right, we roll with crew tight 

See the light at the end of a tunnel - a gat barrel 

Wettin' up your flyest apparel, a cane ray 

You forget me and I'll be back toesh your fuckin' memory 

Remember me now, Cypress Hill soldier 

Up and down the boulevard, big money folder 

You bring descript sequence with no defense 

The whole defense hittin' the bones while you sleepin' 

 

(: B-Real) 

You better bounce, nigga, smoke an ounce, nigga 

'Cause you rollin' with the Hill and what counts is uh, 

Can you hang with us? You wanna bang with us? 

Cypress Hill, worldwide, Los Angeles 

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