Cypress Hill

Cypress Hill - Hand On The Glock lyrics

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cypress hill
 cypress hill
 Crusing through the neighborhood
 Some say I'm no good
 Claimin I'm a criminal
 But lets make it understood
 Just one man man with a whole lot of homeboys (whole lot)
 Ya get the click of the glock
 When I pull of the chrome toy
 Check me and I'll check you back (check you back)
 Then jump back
 to my big Buddah
 like I'm not a bad guy
 But don't take advantage
 I'm throwin out the garbage
 just show me where the can is
 All I was doin was searchin for the boon
 Then some punk tried to hit me with a broom
 Lucky I ducked quick
 Or else I'd be assed up
 Last thing I wanted
 was have to pull the gatt out
 here comes a nigga
 And he's got a .38
 Well my roundhouse said
 hey yo
 I'm shootin up straight
 Cuz I put away the shotgun
 borrow me a glock
 Took a liitle trip to the funky weed spot
 tried to jack me
 but home got shot
 la-la-la-lalala-la!
 Understand where I'm commin from
 Self defense turns to the offense
 (right, were down, were down)
 Understand where I'm commin from
 Self defense turns to the offense
 (right, were down, were down)
 Couple niggas from the east side
 fuckin up ya program
 No one witnissed
 But they heard the gun blast
 It left the problem unsolved
 now I'm gonna sum up
 people gettin hurt in the process of the come up
 Gotta with the fools
 That'll wait for you to run up
 Rollin in the hood
 That's already shot up
 Pocket full of gatts
 And see if we can spot the
 Homey that's slick
 In the process of the dip
 When we find this out
 Gonna unload the clip!
 And take a little trip down to Rio
 My neighboorhood's hot and so
 I gots to go chill
 Cuz I put away the shotgun
 borrow me a glock
 Took a liitle trip to the funky weed spot
 tried to jack me
 but home got shot
 la-la-la-lalala-la!
 Understand where I'm commin from
 Self defense turns to the offense
 (right, were down, were down)
 Understand where I'm commin from
 Self defense turns to the offense
 (right, were down, were down)
 Kickin' that funky Cypress Hill shit
 Think I'll load a clip
 Lets see if you can deal with
 Cuz the bulletproof vest ain't shit
 When the infrared's
 pointin at your head kid
 And that's just to bad yo
 Now I'm headed up a river in a boat
 with no paddle
 Shoulda put the glock down (glock down)
 Now they got me in lock down
 livin' like a nigga whose done lost his mind
 Cuz self defense turns to the offense
 But nobody even really knows that (knows that)
 All they see is me and the gatt
 Up in the court room
 Lookin at the jury
 Starin down the punk ass
 district attourney
 la-la-la-la-lala-la!
 Verdict's in
 You're not guilty as charged
 When I put away my shotgun
 borrow me a glock
 Took a liitle trip to the funky weed spot
 tried to jack me
 but home got shot
 la-la-la-lalala-la!
 Understand where I'm commin from
 Self defense turns to the offense
 (right, were down, were down)
 Understand where I'm commin from
 Self defense turns to the offense
 (right, were down, were down)
 (cypress hill
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Copyrights:

Author: ?

Composer: Larry Muggerud, Louis Freese, Senen Reyes

Publisher: Sony Music Entertainment Inc

Details:

Released in: 1992

Language: English

Appearing on: Black Sunday (1993)

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