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.
(B-Real). Huh, what you want?. What you want?. Want you want from me?. Tell me what, tell me what. Want you want from me, huh?. What you want?. Want you want from me?.
Eastside L.A.. Cypress Hill all day. Spark the lah. We live this shit. . We latin-thug type. Gat-blasters. Weedsmokers. Moneyholders, that's right. . (B-Real).