歌词
"Once again "
Once again it's Cypress Hill
"Once again" "Once again "
Once again it's Cypress Hill
"The greatest show on Earth "
"Once again "
Once again it's Cypress Hill
"Back again "
"Once again "
Once again it's Cypress Hill
"I bring to YOU"
Welcome everyone
Take ya places
It's great seein all these familiar faces
You want thug sh*t
We got a lot of it
You wanna get high
I'm on top of it
You want bottles
C'mon we poppin it
You want a revolution
Ain't no stoppin it
Enemies try to fire back
Desire that
Find you where the tire track
Cause we run ya down son
But in spite of that
Got a joint
Fools give me my lighter back
I'ma light up the bomb
I'ma blaze 'til
We set off the fire alarm
No need for evacuation
Find a honey that's ill for ejaculation
She got friends
Well the more the merrier
No limits no worries
No more barriers
Once again it's Cypress Hill
We some ill-a** niggaz straight
Bumpin the field
Smoke it up from now until
Somebody calls out steel
And we live for the thrill
Once again it's Cypress Hill
We some ill-a** niggaz straight
Bumpin the field
Smoke it up from now until
Somebody calls out steel
And we live for the thrill
Plug the mic in
And I'll move the crowd
Neighbors get mad cause the music's loud
I send a few girls in the hall to talk
Crusty old man never called the cops
No pistols if you get my drift yo
You pull one and miss better
Slit yo' wrists bro
This ain't a gangsta party
But if you turn it into one a bullet
Might pierce yo' body
Relax there's a lot of girls in here
You shitfaced niggaz
Don't earl in here
Don't break sh*t or take nothin
Mind your manners
Or your head goes BOOM like it's
F**kin skanless
But we ain't for all that right now
Just chill out
We can pop bottles
Or let the blood spill out
Cuanta suck it up
Shut your trap
Before you lose
That fine-a** girl on your lap
Once again it's Cypress Hill
We some ill-a** niggaz straight
Bumpin the field
Smoke it up from now until
Somebody calls out steel
And we live for the thrill
Once again it's Cypress Hill
We some ill-a** niggaz
Straight bumpin the field
Smoke it up from now until
Somebody calls out steel
And we live for the thrill
You wanna room
Let me clear one out
But while I'm gone
Just don't let the beers run out
In the morn' we can watch
All the tears come out
When the pigs come
A ni**a wanna hear one out
For now we can pass the time
Blazin it up
If you slow you the last in line
Got a roach so what
You ain't spent a dime
You ungrateful-a** critter
Back the hell of mine
You can
Lose the life or lose the knife
Use the pipe
But I can't lose tonight
All the girls bein picky
Who they chose tonight
You better hope you chillin
With the right crew tonight
See that girl over there
Yeah she like your style
Probably seen her on the video
"Girls Gone Wild"
Hesitation is constipation
Of your game when you're
In for a night of elation
Once again it's Cypress Hill
We some ill-a** niggaz straight
Bumpin the field
Smoke it up from now until
Somebody calls out steel
And we live for the thrill
Once again it's Cypress Hill
We some ill-a** niggaz straight
Bumpin the field
Smoke it up from now until
Somebody calls out steel
And we live for the thrill
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