you Follow the rules, stay cool and rock jewels Greed, hate, envy but cake will do So you think you're the shit nigga ya smell me Shouts out to my nigga Nore I
chance for you and I? Before I really make up my mind oh how I miss you I never would diss you I'm speaking it from my heart How am I suppose to carry
action, guaranteed raw I hang with the rich and I work for the poor And after all you can say you saw Cypress Hill, stompin' once more I play it by ear, I
and the fame is brief And you bullshittin' bitches ain't changin' me I came straight up out the gutter, I was saved from hell And I'm a thug I was raised
up, you get hit, ten down and ten up (what?) I take it if you run your mouth, then you wanna get sent up Heat it up, you be leakin blood and spittin phlegm
you 'Cuz you my nigga doc, and eazy I'm still wit you Fuck the beef, nigga I miss you, and that's just bein' real wit you You see the truth is everybody
it triller than me Myself and I that's Bun B I'm a G, I'm a boss, I grip grain and I sip lean I'm ball all out with the biggest G's and spit and throw
started throwing on all the cuts Walking to the crib and I heard "Hello" Turned, it was Epitome and Shemello Told them the scoop and I kept stepping Almost had to stop and I
explain and give 'em game I don't know why I even try You do the same if you was I But you are you so you gonna lie Make 'em think that you got cash
tell me turn 'em down? You out yo mothafuckin' mind. Four fifteens, enough to make duh glass break. I hit a switch, the car strips and makes its ass shake. Bass and
fuck you I said what repeat it again Chill son you?re weeded again Slow down god you?re speedin' again Face lookin' like you?re fiendin' for hen Who that wit you
, I need a relapse And bitches, grab my mic, give me feedback Reggie you an asshole, baby, I be that Yeah, I get cocky when the beat pumping You know
liquor store Give me a dollar and I turn that bitch into five And all I need is one more to get things started Get retarded and once you, I'mma fix these
to ya A new type of tune'n, risin', boomin' When I need a cut I see Scott, for proper groomin' I'ma go on and flow on and turn my microphone on Then
I'ma spend that mill and cop only hot shit Rock top shit, you know how The Lox get Then you can see me flyin' in the Bentley cockpit Lox and B-I, hold
I heard she lives with Russ Now I'm runnin' with a hatchet and you walkin' with some dudes The Psychopathic Family is givin' you the blues Hate us all you
(You know I play my music loud!) Yep I got them neighbors losin' sleep From the way I crank it up and let it beat (YEAH) Turn it up like boom boom boom
' But the road with you and you and you And I can stop with the drop of the Caribou And if they see me pop and their still with you and you And I won