Let It Rain Cypress Hill

Ya want me to set it Well my MAC-11 takes unleaded Let it rain And jackin' out fire What you're seein' when I'm takin' shit another level higher Now it's on Ain't gettin' domed Buckin' all these

Killa Hill Cypress Hill

[b-real] In the midst of the madness No question, who's the baddest Mcs in the game runnin for the status Take a few seconds to review the crews Sittin' on top is the hill lookin' over you Killa hill niggas

Clash Of The Titans Cypress Hill

Zeus: "Make certain that no stone stands That no creature crawls I command you to let lose the last of the Titans" "It's time to strike!"

Make A Move Cypress Hill

the rain come down Whoops there goes another body on the ground Watch out for G hound It's the undisputed Cypress family Kickin' up dust can you handle us fragilly Growin' inside your mind like a

Get It Anyway Cypress Hill

I'm-a do my thing, let me tell you right now 'Cause I don't know any other way of livin' my life now Some of you know the struggle, some of you live in a bubble Some of you hustle and some of you just

Killa Hill Niggas Cypress Hill

[B-Real] In the midst of the madness No question, who's the baddest MCs in the game runnin for the status Take a few seconds to review the crews Sittin' on top is the Hill lookin' over you Killa Hill Niggas

Roll It Up, Light It Up Cypress Hill

Fuckin' Buddha comin' at'cha live Direct with the biggest, fattest joint Comin' in with indo flavors Fuckin' Buddha comin' at'cha like this '95 It's, Friday mornin', where the weed at Let me dip into my

Roll It Up, Light It Up, Smoke It Up Cypress Hill

Fuckin buddha comin at'cha live Direct with the biggest, fattest joint Comin in with indo flavors Fuckin buddha comin at'cha like this '95 It's, Friday mornin, where the weed at Let me dip into my pocket

Here Is Something You Can`t Understand (Feat. Kurupt) Cypress Hill

Intro - [Kurupt] Yeah bitch Dogpound and Cypress you fuckers What you think about that?

Here Is Something You Can't Understand (Feat. Kurupt) Cypress Hill

Intro - [Kurupt] Yeah bitch Dogpound and Cypress you fuckers What you think about that?

Throw Your Set In The Air Cypress Hill

Every Nigga out there wanna be down with the crew Some ain't got enough heart let me ask you-this Would ya be down like a soldier Loyal, and do everything I told ya I can mold ya into a warrior

Everybody Must Get Stoned Cypress Hill

good to me" [Verse 1] Hit the joint, up the bomb, take a puff Till you just can't get enough Of the sunk a punk Pick an endo, wanna take control But the primaso puff on the endo (keep puffin') Let

EZ Come EZ Go Cypress Hill

Some folks just walk around tryin' Tryin' hard love to loose, But I felt let it come the better let it burn I'm the happiest gal in the town Easy come easy go Nothing ever worries me, Care for none, eyes

Lick A Shot Cypress Hill

"Oh yeah it is!" "Colour is not important." Lick a shot! "Oh!" Comin' at ya "Fire!"

Tequila Sunrise cypress hill

(eat it!)

It Ain\'t Nothin\' (feat. Young De) Cypress Hill

Bitches like you always spittin\' the same rhymes We put you all to shame You never went through the same grind Put you in the bind the minute you came by So stay in your lane and get wet by the rain

Ultraviolet Dreams Cypress Hill

(Pass that shit homey) Pass it around (That stuff right there) Ultraviolet dreams Orderly, hey I'm holdin it Let me see that Ultraviolet dreams That's some good shit man! God damn!

Killa Hill Niggas (Feat. RZA, U-God) Cypress Hill

[B-Real] In the midst of the madness No question, who's the baddest MCs in the game runnin for the status Take a few seconds to review the crews Sittin' on top is the Hill lookin' over you Killa Hill Niggas

The Funky Cypress Hill Shit Cypress Hill

[B-Real] I came to introduce a new type of juice Stuff I invents to make you feel real loose No you don't drink it, just let it sink it Then start feelin it (The Funky Cypress Hill Shit!)

Once Again Cypress Hill

" [B-Real] Once again it's Cypress Hill "Once again" .. "Once again!" [B-Real] Once again it's Cypress Hill "The greatest show on Earth!" "Once again!

Lowrider Cypress Hill

Aww, comin through fo' real we Cypress Hill, ohh baby Got that crunk, for yo' trunk, goin gangsta crazy We some real life hustlers, playin games in the street We got that low-ri-der, scrapin dippin

Break 'Em Off Some Cypress Hill

where ya gonna run to when I pull out the scooby do run let me break ya off some hit the floor cuz it aint no fun but here they come they must wanna get done No frontin' punk I'll break ya off

Break `Em Off Some Cypress Hill

where ya gonna run to when I pull out the scooby do run let me break ya off some hit the floor cuz it aint no fun but here they come they must wanna get done No frontin' punk I'll break

Lowrider (Radio Edit) Cypress Hill

[Intro: B-Real] + (Mellow Man Ace) Aww, comin through fo' real we Cypress Hill, ohh baby Got that crunk, for yo' trunk, goin gangsta crazy We some real life hustlers, playin games in the street We got

Bong Hit Cypress Hill

Hits From The Bong Hits From The Bong Hits From The Bong Hits From The Bong Pick it, pack it, fire it up, come aloooong and take hits from the boooong Put the blunt down just for a second Don′t

Psychodelic Vision Cypress Hill

up I came short and couldn't afford to store it up So I began to record it on audio The autobiography of Luis Mario Something that's unbelievable, inconceivable That half the shit I set out to do was

Lick a Shot Cypress Hill

So I let the gatt hummm Let the gatt hummm Lick a shot!

AudioTrack Cypress Hill

Flippin over the gate, cause you can't wait to get your fuckin ass away But you're trapped, and there's no way out of this musrhroom cloud But you never wanna realize that I'm planted in your mind now Cypress

Audio X (featuring Barron Ricks) (LP Version) Cypress Hill

Flippin over the gate, cause you can't wait to get your fuckin ass away But you're trapped, and there's no way out of this musrhroom cloud But you never wanna realize that I'm planted in your mind now Cypress

Audio X Cypress Hill

Flippin over the gate, cause you can't wait to get your fuckin ass away But you're trapped, and there's no way out of this musrhroom cloud But you never wanna realize that I'm planted in your mind now Cypress

Audio X (Feat. Barron Ricks) Cypress Hill

over the gate, cause you can't wait to get your fuckin ass away But you're trapped, and there's no way out of this musrhroom cloud But you never wanna realize that I'm planted in your mind now Cypress

Riot Starter Cypress Hill

though I'm doing it my way, like Carlito Taking over the whole scene, a bad dude, so Bring yourself off up the ground, start it up Break it up, shake it up. you better be wakin up Riot....Starter

High Times Cypress Hill

strung, back in '81 Goin to school, hittin the buddah behind the bleachers Comin to class high, sellin the lye to the teachers Nickel bag, nickel bag, dime to a nickel Sellin joints to the honeys suck it

3 Lil Putos Cypress Hill

I'm a Latino What I bring you is the hardcore lingo Funky, but ya don't understand Now I gotta stand with the Glock in my hand No scope And there's no hope 'Cause I'm dishin' Out my .45 slug and it

3 Lil` Putos Cypress Hill

What I bring you is the hardcore lingo Funky, but ya don't understand Now I gotta stand with the Glock in my hand No scope And there's no hope 'Cause I'm dishin' Out my .45 slug and it

Lil' Putos Cypress Hill

I'm a Latino What I bring you is the hardcore lingo Funky, but ya don't understand Now I gotta stand with the Glock in my hand No scope And there's no hope 'Cause I'm dishin' Out my .45 slug and it

Lock Down Cypress Hill

I'm a Latino What I bring you is the hardcore lingo Funky, but ya don't understand Now I gotta stand with the Glock in my hand No scope And there's no hope 'Cause I'm dishin' Out my .45 slug and it

3 Lil' Putos Cypress Hill

ain't missin' Here it comes hissin', here it comes hummin' at ya Now the slug is comin' at ya One little two little three hoodlums Gotta hit the ground 'cause here the slug comes What do you know, click

Illusions (Q-Tip Remix) Cypress Hill

Mother fuckas be driving me up the walls Hoping that I fall but they can lick my balls Straight jacket strap it In the padded room where some punk niggas can′t hack it Distracted from all reality

One Last Cigarette Cypress Hill

{*beat drowns out the voice as a Cypress Hill member speaks*} Right {*duct tape being unrolled*} Sho' you right You want a cigarette nigga?

Last Laugh Cypress Hill

[beat drowns out the voice as a Cypress Hill member speaks] Right [duct tape being unrolled] Sho' you right You want a cigarette nigga?

What's Your Number? Cypress Hill

she was swaying her hips On the dance floor and every nigga's flashing her grip Trying to impress her in vain she gave no play Niggaz hit her up for numbers and she said no way I thought to myself let

It Ain't Easy Cypress Hill

[Sen Dog] I been around for many days, of musical mainstays Cypress, is Worldwide and we like it that way You can't fade-ER, or compare TO The Original Pyscho-Baiter Got the next rhyme and we'll check

Break It Up Cypress Hill

Break it up Cypress Hill, break it up Cypress, break it up Cypress Hill Cypress Hill! (repeat 13X to fade)

Spark Another Owl Cypress Hill

[B-Real]: Who be the ones steppin' in the room, Everybody welcome to the temple of boom, Back, let me see ya fat indo sack, And get weeded, somebody, everybody need it, Mari-Juana, Mari-Juana, do

What`s Your Number? Cypress Hill

she was swaying her hips On the dance floor and every nigga's flashing her grip Trying to impress her in vain she gave no play Niggaz hit her up for numbers and she said no way I thought to myself let

What's Your Number? (Feat. Tim Armstrong) Cypress Hill

lips she was swaying her hips On the dance floor and every nigga's flashing her grip Trying to impress her in vain she gave no play Niggas hit her up for numbers and she said no way I thought to myself let

Illusions Cypress Hill

illusions drivin me mad inside I'm havin illusions I'm havin illusions fuckin me up in my mind Muthafuckas be drivin me up the walls Hopin that I fall but they can suck my balls Straight jacket, strap it

Light Another Cypress Hill

hooda Computer, wizard, the butcher of scissors Cut me up and spark and roll me up, like a blizzard Dwellin your cells up, lungs start to swell up Your pipe's gettin crowded, yo just forget about it

I Remember That Freak Bitch Cypress Hill

[B Real] I remember that freak bitch up in the clubs The Victoria's Secret she give love No matter which way you keep it You'll get shoved out the picture now peep it (You get the gloves bitch!)