歌手:Cypress Hill
专辑:《Original Album Classics》

作词 : Freese, Muggs, Reyes
1 for trouble, 8 for the road
7 to get ready when I'm lettin' off all my load
Funk, Buddha monk, in the trunk
I got'cha, thumpin' so hard
Up and down the boulevard
I'm a natural born cap peela', strapped illa
I'm the west coast settin' it on, no one's reala'
Getcha fix of the uncut funk
A small dose of the skunk ******, like it's suppose to be
Move it up, just move it on out
What'cha talkin'bout son
I took the first shot, and it's all over now
One nation under a groove
Smoke a pound for the strict of it
Everytime I make a move
Smooth and togetha
Raw like leatha
Ain't goin' out like a punk, neva
Check it out, 1,2, Cypress groove
Check it out, 1,2, Cypress groove
It's the numba one money maker
Money take a, few steps back I'm on a plane to Jamaica
Puffin' a fat wada, talk ******t
For the fool I'm thinkin' about, I got the ruff ******t
Hard rock bone breaka
Stoned Raider, in the Temple of Boom
Assurt to assume
Never be lettin' ******t slide, no way
****** ******s can hide
But, I'll find they ass some day
Check it out, 1,2, Cypress groove
Wherever you are, put'cha mutha******' spliff in the air
Some dogs, like you gotta pair
When I kick to the metro
Lone clip, be lookin' around
Cause this ******t ain't over with yet
People can't understand my situation
Now they cought up in the Soul Assasination
Fool, just take cover, it's all over
When I break ya off a chunk of this mutha******a
Check it out, 1,2, Cypress groove
Check it out, 1,2, Cypress groove
Check it out, 1,2, Cypress groove