[Chorus: Sen Dog]
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Eastside L.A.
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Cypress Hill all day
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Spark the lah
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We live this shit
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We latin-thug type
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Gat-blasters
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Weedsmokers
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Moneyholders, that's right
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[B-Real]
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Well it's the alleycat looking for the buddhasack
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On my side is my ese can't fuck with that
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Starting out venom but if you wanna bill though
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Come in peace and you can come on the Hill bro
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But if it ain't in peace bro turn it to a homicide
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Throw you in the trunk take a ride to the Eastside
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It's a suicide when you're fucking with the Hill
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Fool drop your weapon or I'm comming for the kill
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Duck from the gunshots that is sticking to ya
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Standing all alone shotgun goes boo-ya
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Watch it go through ya
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Ya smelling like manure
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Fools all bloody body chilling in the sewer
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Enemy's a viewer I'm sipping on caluha
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Sitting back chilling with my nigga SonDuhla
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Heading to the Eastside watch your back busta
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Ain't no hood for you here it's all about the hustlas
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[Chorus]
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[Sen Dog]
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Rhyme for my neighbourhoud banging out hits
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For ever backing up that Cypress Hill click
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To my man on the corner with the shotgunshell
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Singing sad songs for the ones that fell
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To me it's kind of funny watching all these dummies
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Straight turn tricks for the fame and the money
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Walk a little bold 'cause their record went gold
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Got him a new ride and up rid it their ho
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Need this looking raw before you come acting
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Flexing on some brothers that is twelve times platinum
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Cause I been there
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Done that
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Fool check the format
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Sweep you and that bullshit under the doormat
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Put it to your grill like I don't give a damn
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Sen Dog and the Hill still fucking up the program
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Yeah y'all, that big bad Cypress and perro up in that place
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What the fuck you wanna do now huh?
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[Chorus]
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[B-Real]
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Kicking that funky Cypress Hill shit
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Think I blast another give them something to deal with
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Cause I'm the ill one
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Oh the cap-peel one
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You comming round the Hill fucking son I gotta spill one
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Now I'm heading to the Eastside looking for revival
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Living on the Eastside fighting for survival
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Gotta be nifty with the Han Solo and trying to show yo
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Wittnesses cause people will use it to kill your show yo
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Off to the stone garden you go and stay there
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When I'm dead I'm bringing my music to play there
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For all the soldiers, moneyfolders, you're on my shoulders
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You can't hold us back I'm spitting out boulders
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Crushing every opponent in opposition
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I know you're wishing that I would bow to submission
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[Chorus]
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We Live This Shit
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Cypress Hill |