Roll It Up, Light It Up, Smoke It Up Cypress Hill

where the weed at Let me dip into my pocket for my fat weed sack Cause I wanna get high like a plane In the sky, with the indo cloud in my brain Where the fuck are my zig zags and my lighters So I can roll

Roll It Up, Light It Up Cypress Hill

where the weed at Let me dip into my pocket for my fat weed sack Cause I want to get high like a plane in the sky, with the indo cloud in my brain Where the fuck are my zig zags and my lighters So I can roll

Roll It, Light It Cypress Hill, Rusko

it roll it roll it light it Pack your bowls light your blunts Light it Pack your bowls light your blunts Light it Pack your bowls light your blunts Light it Roll it roll it roll it light it Pack

High Times Cypress Hill

no skill I should write a book, how to roll it then pass it Light it, grow it, sell it and then divide it Mr.

Light Another Cypress Hill

[B-Real] Yo light one, ignite one, draw me like the buddha You say I'm the joint, but you can call me hooda Computer, wizard, the butcher of scissors Cut me up and spark and roll me up, like a blizzard

Everybody Must Get Stoned Cypress Hill

shit But anyway, (everybody must get stoned (x4)) You over there singin' some shit, talkin' 'bout Everybody must get stoned I don't know but that shit sounds good to me" [Verse 1] Hit the joint, up

Spark Another Owl Cypress Hill

Once again the powers of the herb open up the mind, Seek deep inside, tell me what you find, Come on...

Ganja Bus Cypress Hill

[Damian Marley] All aboard, and jump on the Ganja Bus We now want the new weed, beat under us Rollin′ up, roll like we thunderous Somkin′ up, Rasta not sprinkle dust Too much ecstasy, make manna exit

Valley Of Chrome Cypress Hill

with the master plan Huntin for your head "How I Could Just Kill a Man" Ayo, where you at baby keep your head low, damn Got you on the camcorder in the black minivan You crossed line, time for the light

Valley Of Chrome Cypress Hill

master plan Huntin for your head "How I Could Just Kill a Man" Ayo, where you at baby keep your head low, damn Got you on the camcorder in the black minivan You crossed line, time for the light

Ultraviolet Dreams Cypress Hill

Stuff should light now Oh that shit's good man! Ultraviolet dreams It's like the biggest joint man (Oh no!) That's the hook up! Ultraviolet dreams Hook up, this is!

Worldwide Cypress Hill

You ain't got nothin' to say I been backin' up east side LA, all day Blowin' up the best techs, the best flex Havin' the best sex, fuckin' in Wessex The hardcore shit, I know you like it raw 'Cause

The Funky Cypress Hill Shit Cypress Hill

[B-Real] I came to introduce a new type of juice Stuff I invents to make you feel real loose No you don't drink it, just let it sink it Then start feelin it (The Funky Cypress Hill Shit!)

Break It Up Cypress Hill

Break it up Cypress Hill, break it up Cypress, break it up Cypress Hill Cypress Hill! (repeat 13X to fade)

Let It Rain Cypress Hill

Ya want me to set it Well my MAC-11 takes unleaded Let it rain And jackin' out fire What you're seein' when I'm takin' shit another level higher Now it's on Ain't gettin' domed Buckin' all these

Another Victory Cypress Hill

britches Why you runnin like bitches With your tail up, I'm the thug pirate Put the sail up - your whole crew frail, what You want this joint, suck it inhale nut Niggas are feelin' this track in

(Hidden Track) Cypress Hill

grab it Turn around spin see your face and jab it Drop you like one of these ill Bad Habits Hunt you like a HillBilly Huntin Rabbit cutting niggas up like Muggs on the wheel For real penitentiary

Riot Starter Cypress Hill

though I'm doing it my way, like Carlito Taking over the whole scene, a bad dude, so Bring yourself off up the ground, start it up Break it up, shake it up. you better be wakin up Riot....Starter

It Ain\'t Nothin\' (feat. Young De) Cypress Hill

on the screen Fuckers beggin\' for face time Get your own tape But don\'t bother to chase mine I got a block Man we havin\' a great time You couldn\'t fill the shoes Anytime that I lace mine Light

Checkmate Cypress Hill

it shit, and I'ma grab it Turn around stares to your face and I jab it Drop you, like one of those ill bad habits Hunt you, like a hillbilly huntin a rabbit Cuttin niggaz up like Muggs on the wheels

Red Light Visions Cypress Hill

s trying to get down But all you get is a peeled back, dome cap I'm not the one to be having that shit All these punk niggas better bow down and submit Niggas don't know how to "keep it real" Only

Can I Get A Hit Cypress Hill

Handle it, handle it You know, motherfuckers need to have some weed etiquete True, true You see, motherfuckers try to come up and bogard your weed At the club, and they don't wanna share theirs

Hits From The Bong Cypress Hill

Hits From The Bong Hits From The Bong Hits From The Bong Hits From The Bong Pick it, pack it, Fire it up, Come along, And take a hit from the bong, Put the blunt down just for a second,

Break It Up Cypress Hill

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Rock/Rap Superstar Cypress Hill

chorus: (B Real) So you wanna be a rap/rock superstar, and live large a big house, 5 cars, you're in charge comin' up in the world, don't trust no body gotta look over your shoulder constantly

Bong Hit Cypress Hill

Hits From The Bong Hits From The Bong Hits From The Bong Hits From The Bong Pick it, pack it, fire it up, come aloooong and take hits from the boooong Put the blunt down just for a second Don′t

The Only Way Cypress Hill

, don't ever contradict this That's why I only love to control it Love for my hood, and the niggas that I roll with Verse 1 B-Real I love LA, but it's a jungle We come from the darkest corners, where all

Hits From The Bong Cypress Hill

Hits From The Bong Hits From The Bong Hits From The Bong Hits From The Bong Pick it, pack it, Fire it up, Come along, And take a hit from the bong, Put the blunt down just for a second, Don't

When The Ship Goes Down (Diamond D Remix) Cypress Hill

Hits from the bong Hits from the bong Hits from the bong Hits from the bong Pick it, pack it, fire it up Come along and take a hit from the bong Put the blunt down just for a second Don’t get me

(Goin' All Out) Nothin' To Lose Cypress Hill

[B-Real] I got nothing to lose, I'm going all out The deuce never stop, I refuse to play by the rules Uptight, when you stepping into the night, right Pigs coming up and shining the bright light Nothing

Cuban Necktie Cypress Hill

a fuckin' inferno Wanna test you comin up shorter than DeVito I'll scar your face when I cut you like Pacino You gamble with your life inside of my "Casino" Hold up I'm runnin shit just like Gambino

(Rock) Superstar cypress hill

Artist: Cypress Hill Album: Skull & Bones Song: (Rock) Superstar Typed by: mack69daddy_@hotmail.com [B-Real talking] Alot of a...sharks out there...try'na take a bite of somethin' What's hot

Lightning Strikes (LP Version) Cypress Hill

Attention all personnel Attention all personnel "The world's famous The world's famous Cypress, Cypress Hill The world's famous Cypress Hill Cypress Hill Cypress, Cypress Hill The world's famous

Lightning Strikes Cypress Hill

Attention all personnel Attention all personnel" "The world's famous The world's famous Cypress, Cypress Hill The world's famous Cypress Hill Cypress Hill Cypress, Cypress Hill The world's famous

Cock The Hammer Cypress Hill

' for a chicken Get paranoid when you hear my Glock clickin' Speakin' to the punk that's tweakin' With the bitch-ass styles I hit you like Deacon Jones house, cough without the bones I rolled ya up

Certified Bomb Cypress Hill

[B-Real] Call me the serial rhyme killer Mic-cord strangling, mangling, tangling, you in the web nigga Your head is dangling off of your shoulders Cause my mic told me to do it cause you wasn't a true

Till Death Do Us Part Cypress Hill

took to keep dough up blazing (?)

The Phuncky Feel One Cypress Hill

(repeat 2x) Ladies and gentlemen Verse One: B-Real Well I'm the Real one, yes the Phuncky Feel One Cypress Hill has come, any quest/just ask them Cause we are answerin, any brothers that've

I ain't goin' out like that Cypress Hill

Let's kick it ese COMMIN' OUT DA SLUMS!!!

I Ain't Going Out Like That Cypress Hill

Let's kick it ese COMMIN' OUT DA SLUMS!!!

Red, Meth & B (Feat. Redman & Method Man) Cypress Hill

[Redman] Cypress Hill! Yo yo yo - all my niggas say jump up, doc broke out the kennel A dog on four paws spittin' out the window Jump up!

Another Body Drops Cypress Hill

still I remain calm House lit up you could see it for eight blocks Runnin’ through the hood run in front of the fade cops The game chase but they couldn’t cover the streets up Rolled out ran into

One Last Cigarette Cypress Hill

{*beat drowns out the voice as a Cypress Hill member speaks*} Right {*duct tape being unrolled*} Sho' you right You want a cigarette nigga?

Last Laugh Cypress Hill

[beat drowns out the voice as a Cypress Hill member speaks] Right [duct tape being unrolled] Sho' you right You want a cigarette nigga?

Feature Presentation Cypress Hill

adjectives and verbs at curves Hear the thunder then I melt the frozen tundra, sank Titanics Crack solid granite, initiate global panic Harlem got me branded, rhythms jingle like bricks These niggaz face it

Feature Presentation (featuring Barron Ricks and Chace Infinite) (LP Version) Cypress Hill

adjectives and verbs at curves Hear the thunder then I melt the frozen tundra, sank Titanics Crack solid granite, initiate global panic Harlem got me branded, rhythms jingle like bricks These niggaz face it

Superstar Cypress Hill

Comin' up in the world.

Break 'Em Off Some Cypress Hill

where ya gonna run to when I pull out the scooby do run let me break ya off some hit the floor cuz it aint no fun but here they come they must wanna get done No frontin' punk I'll break ya off

Break `Em Off Some Cypress Hill

where ya gonna run to when I pull out the scooby do run let me break ya off some hit the floor cuz it aint no fun but here they come they must wanna get done No frontin' punk I'll break

Killa Hill Cypress Hill

[b-real] In the midst of the madness No question, who's the baddest Mcs in the game runnin for the status Take a few seconds to review the crews Sittin' on top is the hill lookin' over you Killa hill niggas