Marijuano Locos (Stoned Raiders) (Spanish Edit)

1 for trouble, 8 for the road7 to get ready when

I'm lettin' off all my load

Funk, Buddha

Monk, in the trunk

I got'cha, thumpin' so hard, up and down the boulevard

I'm a natural-born cap-peela', strapped illa

I'm the west coast settin' it on, no one's reala'

Get'cha fix of the uncut funk

A small dose of the skunk weed like it's suppose to be

Move it up, just move it on out, what'cha talkin' 'bout son

I got the first shot, and it's all over now, one nation under a groove

Smoke a pound for the strict of it, every time

I make a move

Smooth and togetha, raw like leatha, ain't goin' out like a punk, neva

Check it out, 1, 2,

Cypress groove

Check it out, 1, 2,

Cypress groove

It's the numba one money maker

Money takea, few steps back

I'm on a plane to

JamaicaPuffin' a fat wada, talk shit

For the fool

I'm thinkin' about,

I got the ruff shit

Hard rock bone breaka,

Stoned Raider

In the Temple of

Boom, assert to assume

Never be lettin' shit slide, no way

Bitch niggas can hide but,

I'll find they ass some day

Check it out, 1, 2,

Cypress groove

Wherever you are, put'cha muthafuckin' spliff in the air

Some dogs, like you gotta pair

When I kick to the metro, lone clip, be lookin' around'

Cause this shit ain't over with yet

People can't understand my situation

Now they caught up in the

Soul Assassination

Fool, just take cover, it's all over

When I break ya off a chunk of this muthafucka

Check it out, 1, 2,

Cypress groove

Check it out, 1, 2,

Cypress groove

Check it out, 1, 2,

Cypress groove