Cypress Hill - Scooby Doo Lyrics
Chorus (repeated several times):Scooby-doo, yalllllll....Scooby-dooby-doo, yalllllll....Verse 1: b-realI remember the time them niggas tried to get me (I aint havin it)Throw your hands in the air, the hills live and direct, seeSo let me put my clip in, watch this nigga start flippinMy, why must they always be trippin?Shut up, what up, fool tried to nut upDropped the gat, riccocheted, the fool got cut up(whyd you drop the gat, g? ) I got hit from behindNow a nigga like me, I gotta go for mineBring it on, bing, make ya bells ringWhen ya hit that pavement, what a feelingIts on, cracked like a baseball batOh shiiiiiiiit, out the boot came a gatPointed (aimed) the nigga said youre through![laughs] scooby doo! cause I had a boy too!ChorusVerse 2: b-realI remember the time them niggas tried to get me (I aint havin it)Throw your gats in the air if you wanna come test meSo let me just run through, as I pull out my scooby-dooI get the chills when I see that dead mans crewI got to get up, lets go head up, dead upIm loced like that, punk, thats why youre gettin wet-upWant me to let up, but I aint tryin to hear thatBullshit cryin, punk, let me just clear thatBuck a shot, lick a two shot, lick a three shotRan out of ammo, damn, I aint tryin to get gotTwo niggas standin, dirty under-handedLighter shade of fire, check my slug expandedNow tell me what the ***** are you gonna doWhen I pull out my scooby-doo?ChorusOutro: b-real (mexican dialect? )Take a good look ... cause this is the last time youre gonna seeFat bell like this again, you fat piece a chit! kid muchacho,Muchacho kid, get flabby - (oh - choot that piece a chit.) you*****in lobsta piece a chit! Ill stomp you like a duck. and you ...You with your little happy chain of lighters ... you wanna ***** withMe, you ***** with the best! and you ... you with the burly haircut,The stawberry quik guy ... you around the way, main. I know whereYou at.
