Hand on the Pump - Explicit Album Version

Well I'm an alley cat, some say a dirty rat

On my side you see my gat, see

I'm all of that

Sendin' off buck shots for

I'm gonna wetcha

Runnin' hard, but

I'm still comin' to getcha

Thinking like a peace smoke, comin' on a homicide

You talkin' shit, try to take me for a ride

I'm not a bad guy, but

I'm the funky feel one

Finger on the trigger with my hands upon the steel

Lettin' out a bullet, this is goin' boo-yaa

You're stuck in my so hood

So whatcha gonna do now?

Being the hunted one is no fun

Here I come son, yo

I think you better run

Better run more, and move a little faster

Second of thought and

I'm comin' to blast ya

With mySawed off shotgun, hand on the pump

Left hand on a forty, puffin' onna blunt

Pumped my shotgun, niggaz didn't jump

La la la la la la la la

Comin' at you like a stiff blow, fuckin' up your program

Ain't takin' shit from you, him or no man

Master mind maniac and a menace so

How they want to pass sentence

All because a nigga tried to play me on the trigger

He missed, so now the nigga's pissed

Rude and crude like a pitbull, get to the point

Your fuckin' car to get pulled, now

I'm headed up the river with a boat and no paddle

And I'm handin' out beatdowns

I'm headed up the river with a boat and no paddle

And I'm handin' out beatdowns, get your face down!

Put me in chains, try to beat my brains

I can get out, but the grudge remains

When I see ya punk ass,

I'm gonna getcha

Fuckin' do ya, shotgun go boo-yaa

Sawed off shotgun, hand on the pump

Left hand on a forty, puffin' onna blunt

Pumped my shotgun, niggaz didn't jump

La la la la la la la la

Kickin' that funky

Cypress Hill shit

Take a lot of mental for the blunted to chill with'

Cuz I'm the chill one, known to get ill one

They stepped to the

Hill, "What's up?",

I had to kill one

Now I'm headed up the river with a boat and no paddle

And they got me on lock down

Headed up the river with a boat and no paddle

And they got me on lock down

Hit me like a nigga who done lost his mind'

Cuz I ain't goin' out like a spineless jellyfish

Some say life is a bitch

Ask that punk who dug his own ditch

Out for the

Hill fuckin' up at a party

Tried to get funny, put a hole in his body

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Look at all of those funeral cars 'cause

I'maSawed off shotgun, hand on the pump

Left hand on a forty, puffin' onna blunt

Pumped my shotgun, niggaz didn't jump

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