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[B-Real]:
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1 for trouble, 8 for the road,
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7 to get ready when I'm lettin' off all my load,
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Funk, Buddha monk, in the trunk,
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I got'cha, thumpin' so hard,
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Up and down the blvd.,
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I'm a natrual-born cap-peela', strapped illa,
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I'm the west coast settin' it on, no one's reala',
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Get'cha fix of the uncut funk,
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A small dose of the skunk weed, like it's suppose to be,
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Move it up, just move it on out,
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What'cha talkin'bout son,
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I got the first shot, and it's all over now,
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One nation under a groove,
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Smoke a pound for the strict of it,
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Everytime I make a move,
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Smooth and togetha,
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Raw like leatha,
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Ain't goin' out like a punk, neva,
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Check it out, 1,2, Cypress groove
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Check it out, 1,2, Cypress groove
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[B-Real]:
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It's the numba one money maker,
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Money takea, few steps back I'm on a plane to Jamaica,(Am I)
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Puffin' a fat wada, talk shit,
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For the fool I'm thinkin' about, I got the ruff shit,
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Hard rock bone breaka,
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Stoned Raider, in the Temple of Boom,
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Assurt to assume,
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Never be lettin' shit slide, no way,
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Bitch niggas can hide,
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But, I'll find they ass some day,
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Check it out, 1,2, Cypress groove
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Wherever you are, put'cha muthafuckin' spliff in the air,
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Some dogs, like you gotta pair,
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When I kick to the metro,
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Lone clip, be lookin' around,
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Cause this shit ain't over with yet,
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People can't understand my situation,
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Now they cought up in the Soul Assasination,
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Fool, just take cover, it's all over,
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When I break ya off a chunk of this muthafucka,
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Check it out, 1,2, Cypress groove
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Check it out, 1,2, Cypress groove
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Check it out, 1,2, Cypress groove
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Stoned Raiders
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| Cypress Hill |
