Cypress Hill - Smuggler's Blues Lyrics
I got the sawed off shotgunhand on the pumpwith the *****ing red bastardsnitching like a punkI had the operation tight the flawsfaded doorsthere's no growin room on the basement floorI'm holding weight every 30 daysbusiness paysso many waysmany methods of moving my white hazeI got the cellophane, get this money toniteI got the shipment goin outgot to be air tightso when you ***** aroundno time for me to ***** aroundI got the ballin niggaz waitin on meat the compoundso get the trucks ready, and let's hit the back roadsto scam this mother*****in' ass border patrolI got my cousin Huey paidfor lookin awayback on the 405 on the way to LA*talking*I'm multiplying in my headjust how much stash it's gonna take for meto double and triple up all my cashI hit the city limits, time for me to check myselfcause I don't wanna sit inside no *****in cellslope the rolls down, hold down, I see the gateso I'm pulling up, and I hope these fools ain't lateor I'm outta here, wait, no, I see them in the rearwith 3 or 4 fools holding 2's in the realI got the double barrel shit, hidden under my coatfor any crazy eyed mother*****er rockin the boatI got the big boss hoss, just sippin the sauceyou got the shit? you got the money?then break the shit off(sang reggae style)check out the herb man smugglin'bright and early in the mornin'this is for the herb man smugglin'I know the DEA is waitin'take out the herb man smugglin'It's my ass that I'm riskingthis is for the herb man sumgglin'I know it's your daily livin'I came a long, long way from slangin the herbsometimes I think about when I was kickin it to the curbnow it's dirt in my pocketbut shit done changedtatoos on my body and fat gold chainsgot the mega shipment that must go outon the same route me and my cousins started outhead back to Mexico for a friend of minewe're gonna bring this shit load back, 4-0 poundsit's like crack rock, cause we done this shit beforenow I loaded up the stash on the hollow floordouble checkin everything, now it all looks coolnow we rollin to the border like we used to dowe pulled up at the border, but something was wrongI began to realize that the swoop was onI had the DEA and immigration closin' inthey had dogs all around my shit, no way to winthey lookin in the truck, now I know the shit's for blastDEA agent sayin "now I got your ass"it's been a long time smugglin, now I'm doneit's all over now, it's lookin' like I'm Audi, sonNow I'm headed up the river with the boat and no paddleand they got me in lock down..(reggae)big up to the herb man smugglin'... now they got me in lock downpeace to the herb man smugglin'... now they got me in lock downrespect to the herb man smugglin'... now they got me in lock downwhat's up to the herb man smugglin'... now they got me in lock downshootouts to Method Man, Redman, Bob Marley2pac keep ya head up
