Aw, comin' through fo' real, we, Cypress Hill. . Oh baby, got that crunk for yo' trunk goin' gangsta crazy. We some real life hustlers playin' games in the street.
Q-Vo, aqui estoy, MC Kid Frost. Yo soy jefe, maton, yes the Big Boss. My cuete's loaded, it's full of balas. I put it in your face and you won't say nada.