Letras:
Cypress Hill Skull Bones

ha ha ha ha [B-Real] Now all these new nigas tryin to bust grips Keep tryin, I'm shittin all over yo tapes And yo CDs, you see these Niggas wit the weed leaves, you need these Hill

: (B-Real) Huh, what you want? What you want? Want you want from me? Tell me what, tell me what Want you want from me, huh? What you want? Want you want

that big bad Cypress and perro up in that place What the fuck you wanna do now huh? Chorus [B-Real] Kicking that funky Cypress Hill shit Think I blast

: [B-Real] You can't hide from the man with the master plan Huntin for your head "How I Could Just Kill a Man" Ayo, where you at baby keep your head

: 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

: (Sen Dog) Don't let nobody treat me like crap I'm pullin heads off sharp and smack em off francs The best in these days I smoke on these tracks Gonna

be out there tryin to duplicate But they can't match the aura, can't impersonate See the first things that comes to pass, is the blast of the Cypress Hill

Jack me and I'll jack you back (Sen Dog) Clothes are settin off from the start I'm crazy as fuck just like 2 Pac Mash on Cypress Hill in a Catalac truck

m pushing the bomb. Chorus: Do what you want do what you need the hardcore breaking the law the new seed yes they want more Cypress Hill Soul Assasins