[Intro - Kurupt]
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Yeah bitch
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Dogpound and Cypress you fuckers
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What you think about that?
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You brother's don't got it
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B-rizzle you know it, fo' shizzle
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My nizzle, you gon' get hizzle
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Relax by the kizzle
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An' go get us a couple hizzles
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You dizzles
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Yeah with Muggs
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What it is
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SEN DOOOOOOOOOOG!
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Keep it real gangster
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Yeah, B-Real, whaddya gotta say?
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[B-Real]
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Bitch you try to spit on, you best get on
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Before things start to happen and I lose my calm,
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Cuz I just wanna puff weed and tip my cup (Yeah),
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Smoking on a Kush Weed, not giving a Fuck,
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Rhyme Flow, Mack-o-hoes and stack dough!
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But niggas wanna do shit to make me react
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So "Insane In The Brain", let it rain on a bitch nigga
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Haning on my chain cuz you wanna be a rich nigga
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You can t feel me without the Braile
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I m like that shit that will catch you without the Yale
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Make busters pale 'cos they seen too much
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But really what they saw was me and Kurupt
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[Chorus Repeat 4x]
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[B-Real] Here is something you can't understand
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[Sen Dog] How I Could Just Kill A Man
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[Kurupt]
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Penetentionaries stuffed for centuries
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You gotta be real like me and B-Real
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See you shoot, you ride but we kill
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Concentrate unloadin' our steel
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Dippin', hit up niggas, yes we will
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Riding on niggas that when the (?) spilled
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Pistols launch off and travel like arrows, animals, Hannibal
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(?) and unmanageable
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What you gonna get, nigga? (?)
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I sic the hot girls on you, so struck by (?)
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Get em up drive by,
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Watch em gone drive by
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Yeah paranoid, we drive by till we die
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You niggas really don't know shit,
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I treat niggas like hoes when they silly dumb BIATCH!
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[Hook 1 - Kurupt (repeat 2x)]
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Here is something that they just don't get
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I don't give a fuck nigga, I don t give a shit
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Here is something that they just know
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Back/Crack to Fo, creepin' through the back door
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[Kurupt] I just DOPE BLAST 'em...
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[B-Real]... 'Cos I ain t finished yet
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I see remains of someone you ain't deminished yet
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We re like a pack of *panorama*
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In Your *Soul Assessino*
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Attackin you, till there is nothing left for your mama
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East side, do or die? Niggas wanna ride
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Hitting switches in the Cadillac, getting thru real high
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'Cos we live this, (?) this, beatin' like a pistol whip
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Don't pull out ya gat if ya gunna let ya pistol slip
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[Sen Dog]
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I'm ignorin' all the DUMB SHIT, 'cos these vatos can't hang
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With the Mad Dog, nigga, out here runnin' thangs
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Dump on that ass if you fuck with my business
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Stop Pop, and drop all of you witness
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Glocks lock, and unlock if you listen
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Buck shots, hard stops, no more snitches
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That's what you get when you fuck with the Real
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Hardcore Nigga said "Pack That Steel"
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[Chorus 4x]
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[Kurupt]
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Yeah
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The streets is ran, by heats and mini vans
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Invadin the spaces, chucks and fat laces
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The "I Don't Give A Fuck" committee's just arrived
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With millis and fifty-fives
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Homicidally, I've seperated the busters
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Blasted the snitches, broke the switches
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Fucked the bitches, invaded the glitches
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Stole the riches, booked the (?)
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Like fuck ya (?), nigga
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[B-Real]
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Poet in the streets, niggas livin' on the edge
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We take it to the Darkside, gettin' in your head
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While you haunt us like a fed, we twist you like a dreadlock
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Has I got to hammer talkin bitches in the bed?
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While you fuckin' with the Soul Assassins in the dark town
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And all my latin dog-niggas get to hold it down
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Now your violatin' 'cos you haters know i'm waitin'
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In the silver stack in the parkin' lot
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With the handle cocked
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[Hook 2 - Kurupt {Sen Dog} (repeat 2x)]
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Here is something, that I think you just can t understand
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{How I could just kill a man!}
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And you wonder why and how it is I could just kill a man
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{How I could just kill a man!}
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You see, in these streets I pack my heat cuz should it be for real
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{How I could just kill a man!}
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And if you think you wanna come and test me, then come deal with my steel
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{How I could just kill a man!}
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[Outro - Kurupt]
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You just don't understand
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How I could just, kill a man (yeah)
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La la la la, la la la la-la
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Here Is Something You Can't Understand
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| Cypress Hill |
