Cypress Hill&Young De - It Ain’t Nothin’
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[00:08.610]I used to carry a glock
[00:13.380]On the waist line
[00:29.610]Man I don't waste time
[00:30.750]I'm strong on the bass line
[00:32.159]You'll never taste mine
[00:33.660]See me on the screen
[00:34.860]F**kers begging for face time
[00:36.330]Get your own tape
[00:37.200]But don't bother to chase mine
[00:39.060]I got a block
[00:39.930]Man we having a great time
[00:41.490]You couldn't fill the shoes
[00:42.690]Anytime that I lace mine
[00:44.460]Light up the stage
[00:45.300]For the homies we make shine
[00:46.830]Sick the dogs on you
[00:48.000]Get more by the k nine
[00:49.650]Homies on the yard never walk in the main line
[00:52.080]The manes find that they can never be in the game
[00:54.420]I'm letting off rounds
[00:55.950]Hitting blunts at the same time
[00:57.660]Pick a crew homie
[00:58.620]You a neon to save time
[01:00.300]B***hes like you always spitting the same rhymes
[01:02.820]We put you all to shame
[01:03.840]You never went through the same grind
[01:05.670]Put you in the bind the minute you came by
[01:07.980]So stay in your lane and get wet by the rain
[01:10.380]You wanna step up get your a*s touched
[01:13.080]You wanna rap son get your a*s buff
[01:15.780]Try to test us
[01:16.830]You's gonna get smashed up
[01:18.540]You wanna run wit the dogs
[01:19.920]Get your cash up
[01:21.300]Git it
[01:22.110]You gotta get your straps up
[01:24.000]Git it
[01:24.780]You gotta get your stash up
[01:26.670]Git it
[01:27.210]You gotta get amped up
[01:29.070]You wanna run wit the dogs
[01:30.600]Get your cash up
[01:31.260]I'm right here on the block
[01:32.430]When it's time to ride out
[01:33.870]You know what I'm all about
[01:34.950]Hundred Harley bikes on site when it goes down
[01:37.830]Me and my homies always holding the fort down
[01:40.470]Come up in our town and your pissing a fourth now
[01:43.050]Got four ounces and three bottle's of jack
[01:45.540]Two fifth's in the back
[01:46.500]And everyone I'm with's strapped
[01:48.360]What ever happens
[01:49.320]I'm chin checking and wrecking fools
[01:50.820]Try disrespecting me
[01:51.870]My Smith and Wesson is ending you
[01:53.820]And I ain't changed since back in the day
[01:55.920]Get your s**t split quick if you get in my face
[01:58.530]You wanna run wit the dog
[01:59.910]Better stay in your place
[02:01.290]Cause your little a*s name don't hold no weight
[02:03.840]And your little a*s safe couldn't hold my cake
[02:06.570]Get your asks denied down the road I take
[02:09.090]And let me tell you one more thing before I skate
[02:11.700]If you a fake or a snake
[02:13.290]I'mma send you to your grave
[02:14.550]You wanna step up get your a*s touched
[02:17.070]You wanna rap son get your a*s buff
[02:19.770]Try to test us
[02:20.820]You're gonna get smashed up
[02:22.530]You wanna run wit the dogs
[02:23.940]Get your cash up
[02:25.290]Git it
[02:26.130]You gotta get your straps up
[02:27.870]Git it
[02:28.800]You gotta get your stash up
[02:30.660]Git it
[02:31.470]You gotta get amped up
[02:33.120]You wanna run wit the dogs
[02:34.620]Get your cash up
[02:41.550]Rap
[02:46.200]I'm a first staff og from outta the gutter
[02:49.140]With a f**ked up demeanor for you punk mothaf**kas
[02:51.900]Get played like some d**ks who try to start ruckas
[02:54.540]I'm a real gun busta so don't ever try to rush us
[02:57.540]Can't nobody touch us that don't leave on crutches
[02:59.910]Or worse
[03:00.600]Get a ride in a hurse with their bodies covered
[03:02.790]It's gunna be a cold summer
[03:04.200]As soon as the hilt drops
[03:05.670]All b******t will stop
[03:07.260]A couple scums in the street
[03:08.580]We don't care what you bustas think
[03:10.500]It might sink in sometime
[03:12.210]But I won't blink
[03:13.140]We go against everything
[03:14.790]Smoke all the green
[03:15.960]Got the flow wrong
[03:16.830]Swing it ain't nothing to me
[03:18.510]We put it down anywhere
[03:19.890]Like it's something to see
[03:21.060]So all you b***hes going rogue
[03:22.560]With your haters degree
[03:23.790]And when you wanna get loud son I'm ready to work
[03:26.550]Punks act up and you bound to get hurt
[03:29.310]You wanna step up get your a*s touched
[03:31.800]You wanna rap son get your a*s buff
[03:34.470]Try to test us
[03:35.460]You're gonna get smashed up
[03:37.200]You wanna run wit the dogs
[03:38.610]Get your cash up
[03:39.960]Git it
[03:40.800]You gotta get your straps up
[03:42.660]Git it
[03:43.440]You gotta get your stash up
[03:45.330]Git it
[03:46.170]You gotta get amped up
[03:47.790]You wanna run wit the dogs
[03:49.260]Get your cash up
文本歌词
I used to carry a glock
On the waist line
Man I don't waste time
I'm strong on the bass line
You'll never taste mine
See me on the screen
F**kers begging for face time
Get your own tape
But don't bother to chase mine
I got a block
Man we having a great time
You couldn't fill the shoes
Anytime that I lace mine
Light up the stage
For the homies we make shine
Sick the dogs on you
Get more by the k nine
Homies on the yard never walk in the main line
The manes find that they can never be in the game
I'm letting off rounds
Hitting blunts at the same time
Pick a crew homie
You a neon to save time
B***hes like you always spitting the same rhymes
We put you all to shame
You never went through the same grind
Put you in the bind the minute you came by
So stay in your lane and get wet by the rain
You wanna step up get your a*s touched
You wanna rap son get your a*s buff
Try to test us
You's gonna get smashed up
You wanna run wit the dogs
Get your cash up
Git it
You gotta get your straps up
Git it
You gotta get your stash up
Git it
You gotta get amped up
You wanna run wit the dogs
Get your cash up
I'm right here on the block
When it's time to ride out
You know what I'm all about
Hundred Harley bikes on site when it goes down
Me and my homies always holding the fort down
Come up in our town and your pissing a fourth now
Got four ounces and three bottle's of jack
Two fifth's in the back
And everyone I'm with's strapped
What ever happens
I'm chin checking and wrecking fools
Try disrespecting me
My Smith and Wesson is ending you
And I ain't changed since back in the day
Get your s**t split quick if you get in my face
You wanna run wit the dog
Better stay in your place
Cause your little a*s name don't hold no weight
And your little a*s safe couldn't hold my cake
Get your asks denied down the road I take
And let me tell you one more thing before I skate
If you a fake or a snake
I'mma send you to your grave
You wanna step up get your a*s touched
You wanna rap son get your a*s buff
Try to test us
You're gonna get smashed up
You wanna run wit the dogs
Get your cash up
Git it
You gotta get your straps up
Git it
You gotta get your stash up
Git it
You gotta get amped up
You wanna run wit the dogs
Get your cash up
Rap
I'm a first staff og from outta the gutter
With a f**ked up demeanor for you punk mothaf**kas
Get played like some d**ks who try to start ruckas
I'm a real gun busta so don't ever try to rush us
Can't nobody touch us that don't leave on crutches
Or worse
Get a ride in a hurse with their bodies covered
It's gunna be a cold summer
As soon as the hilt drops
All b******t will stop
A couple scums in the street
We don't care what you bustas think
It might sink in sometime
But I won't blink
We go against everything
Smoke all the green
Got the flow wrong
Swing it ain't nothing to me
We put it down anywhere
Like it's something to see
So all you b***hes going rogue
With your haters degree
And when you wanna get loud son I'm ready to work
Punks act up and you bound to get hurt
You wanna step up get your a*s touched
You wanna rap son get your a*s buff
Try to test us
You're gonna get smashed up
You wanna run wit the dogs
Get your cash up
Git it
You gotta get your straps up
Git it
You gotta get your stash up
Git it
You gotta get amped up
You wanna run wit the dogs
Get your cash up