(feat. Barron Ricks)
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[Intro: Barron Ricks]
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That's right nigga, dynamic duo style, what?
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Green horn in a cadle style motherfucker
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[Barron Ricks]
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Oh shit, my styles' progress like hot sex upon a firm matress
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But limit the techniques to get freak
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Now look at me, Cavarsay, Cognac, VS'll be puffin' the don-deago
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Macanoodle, out armadayo
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[B-Real]
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Yayo, up, ready to sell and bail, we niggas afrail
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(Post-dated, put 'em in the mail nigga)
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I'm the hill figure, deliver your body to the river (uh)
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How you feelin' (how you), how you livin' (how you), how you breathin'
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[Barron Ricks]
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Fuck it, whatever's clever, fort and sex and def or real I got your back
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Which ever Squadron you attack yo I attack
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I got my automated Mossberg, hand on the pump
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ready to dump, so yo we gettin' dum-de-de-dum-dum-dum
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[B-Real]
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Dum-de-de-dum, when they hearin' the gats hum like a siren
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Niggas they be, barkin' and whilin'
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Thuggin' in stylin', holdin' the dope smilin'
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Yo, smooth, what you pilin' up, go make a move
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[Barron Ricks]
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Yo, path for Central Harlem where niggas be sparkin' son I beg your pardon
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Ese rollin', if you got it, pass it to the margin
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If you want it greedy, come and get it
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Aiyyo, we got it, Cypress, Cannibus Seeteeva, fuckin' freak of shit
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[B-Real]
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Motherfuckers refuse to loose my whole crew, don't get it confused
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Don't light a fuse or get bruised
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Like a gat I'll have to bust your ass or feel the blast of the shot glass
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full of jack and smokin' hash
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[Chorus: B-Real]
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(So can you handle this) They can't fuckin' handle this
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(So can you handle this) It be that Cypress Hill shit
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(So can you handle this) They can't fuckin' handle this
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(So can you handle this) Handle this, y'all can't fuck with this
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(B-Real)
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Back up in the mills of the Cypress Hill
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You catchin' a thrill, coppin' a feel, the whole steel
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Everybody put their blunts up in the sky
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Cause everybody's sparkin' the dutches and gettin' high
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[Barron Ricks]
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At 1-5-5, the city bread it, exit, got that method
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Yo, what y'all infected, we crashin' fords ain't no substitutions
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Me and B-Real want all our restitution's
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that means our back pays so niggas pay up
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Now, what the FUCK!!
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[B-Real]
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I'm an addict, addicted to static and bad habits
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Bringin' the magic, opposite the Nina Milli Automatic
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War is war, a battles' a battle, the gat'll be your friend
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It'll be your end, it'll be your shadow
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[Barron Ricks]
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Now y'all shadowboxinists, irrational, rap new recruitin'
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dirty denim, timb boots, hummin', gunnin' for his competition
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Listen yo, we all be on that trivial don't change shit
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lame shit, Cypress is all about the Mary Jane shit
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[B-Real]
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No competition can handle the whole mission
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Bitches are wishin' me on but they won't last long
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Family ties are fly, do you do or die
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You try to escape, all the visions up in your mind
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[Chorus: B-Real]
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(So can you handle this) They can't fuckin' handle this
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(So can you handle this) It be that Cypress Hill shit
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(So can you handle this) They can't fuckin' handle this
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(So can you handle this) Handle this, y'all can't fuck with this
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Can You Handle This
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| Cypress Hill |
