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Cypress Hill - Real Thing Lyrics

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  • Verse one:
  • Its time I came to get mine
  • Runnin through the hoods with the hand on the nine
  • Why do the pigs come
  • Bring your ass on
  • Cross the line so I can get the blast on
  • Oh shit Im empty but Ive got a shake to the side
  • So dont even tempt me
  • Runnin the program cypress hill on the real with
  • The pearl jam and Im packing the steel
  • Dont come my way cause it only takes one minute
  • To reach for the ak then why what you gonna do now
  • Nowhere to run when my dogs on the prowl
  • Growling howling, give it up punk you might wanna throw
  • The towel in
  • Im not doing the ill thing
  • Cuz aint nothing like the real thing
  • Verse two:
  • Give me a taste off open a place and a black nine
  • By the wate line
  • Never know when someone will test ya
  • Let you know I got mine by my body chest ya
  • Im the big hum that became the attack
  • Hurt a little friend with a bullet car jacker
  • That I wont do anything for the looper
  • When Ive reached the hill I strap when I swoop
  • Click click bang bang
  • Cuz it aint no thang when I hang with stone
  • And I kick that funky slang
  • Youve got to do the funk when Ive got to do the ill thing
  • Cuz aint nothing like the real thing

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