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Some information about Hand on the Pump Lyrics Title: Cypress Hill - Hand on the Pump lyrics Artist: Cypress Hill Album: Cypress Hill Visitors: 15 visitors have visited Hand on the Pump Lyrics since Feb 12, 2007. Verse One Well I m an alley catsome say a dirty rat On my side you see my gatsee I m all of that Sendin off buck shots for I m gonna wetcha Running hardbut I m still coming to getcha Thinking like a peace smokecomin on a homicide You talkin shittry to take me for a ride I m not a bad guybut I m the funky feel one Finger on the trigger with my hands upon the steel Lettin out a bulletthis is going boo-yaa You re stuck in my so hoodso what ya gonna do now? Being the hunted one is no fun Here I come sonyo I think you better run Better run moreand move a little faster Second of thought and I m coming to blast ya With my Chorus Sawed off shotgunhand on the pump Left hand on a forty[puffin onna blunt] Pumped my shotgun[niggaz didn t jump] Lala la la lala la laaaaa... Verse Two Comin at you like a stiff blowfuckin up your program Ain t takin shit from you him or no man Master mind maniac and a menace soooo How they want to pass sentence All because a nigga tried to play me on the trigger He missedso now the nigga s pissed Rude and crude like a pitbullget to the point Your fuckin car to get pullednow I m headed up the river with a boat and no paddle And I m handin out beatdowns I m headed up the river with a boat and no paddle And I m handin out beatdowns [get your face down!] Put me in chainstry to beat my brains I can get outbut the grudge remains When I see ya punk assI m gonna getcha Fucking do yashotgun go boo-yaa! Chorus Verse Three Kickin that funky Cypress Hill shit Take a lot of mental for the blunted to chill with Cuz I m the chill oneknown to get ill one They stepped to the Hill "What s up?"I had to kill one Now I m headed up the river with a boat and no paddle And they got me on lock down Headed up the river with a boat and no paddle And they got me on lock down Hit me like a nigga who done lost his mind Cause I ain t goin out like a spineless jellyfish Some say life is a bitch Ask that punk who dug his own ditch Out for the Hill fuckin up at a party Tried to get funnyput a hole in his body Lala la la lala la laaa Look at all of those funeral cars Cause I ma Chorus Hottest songs from Cypress Hill : Fans who visit this lyrics also like: |
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