[b-real]
Youíll waste time to hurt her, sorta like murder
A duck with the publicís favorite rhyme order
I ainít no waiter or hater of a spectator (kill em b-real)
Seekin to find the toys, with no flavor
See Iím talkin about those whose vocals ainít comin off
A skill to kill at will, but awfully dumb of course
Some go nut, the power of the last one
Slower, flower, blower
Those who ainít pros I wet my stupid radio
Cause he needs a g when you listen to the vocal
Iím not a loco but Iím lookin just til punk go ohh
Now you canít see Iím real great?
Check out the story to the glory of the real estate

[sen dog]
All these motherfuckers that wanna run up on the hill
Step off! you know why?
This shit is all about boo-yaa cause I said step off!

[b-real]
This is the crime you find youíre not an exponent
Doggone it, another gonna mierda on it
Now youíre wishin, fishin you could do this
But on the strength, yo, I think you knew this
Was just like a dream, when you supreme, the king
Of a minor ?
All for 47, swung ? eleven
Got hit with a pitch like a bitch and went to heaven
Weak ducks, duckin and buckin
Sayin fukkit, ainít worth damn pay the ducats
From my public, my favorite subject, I loves it
So go íhead, talk your punk shit
Suckers, youíre nuttin, ? like a jock ?
Crack smoker, can we adjust we choker
Ohh, now you canít see Iím real great?
Check out the story to the glory of the real estate

[sen dog]
Heh heh heh, another soft pussy motherfucker
Another fly verse
Straight from the deficit
Another scripture of b-real
Yeah.. get funky, real
This is the lower eastside of things
Youknowhatiímsayin? cypress hill

[b-real]
You ainít flamboyant, a toy boy on it
Ainít paid a plot, for un-em-b-boyment
I wonít cause yo I got a lot of what I gotcha
Plus I taught ya, the beat on the top of
Everything you know, still you canít do no
Damage or duel though aiyyo, cause our crew now
The real is the ? , sport and you can see this
G-ness dialogue, of the real skiers
I ainít nuttin like a joke, get stoned, get smoked
And choke off, the hypes I cook off
The dialectic, funk-elistic
Chew slower or become another statistic
Ohh, now you canít see Iím real great?
Check out the story to the glory of the real estate

[sen dog]
Yo I told you to keep down brother
The motherfuckers just donít learn nothin g
Wake up hill
They gotta keep goin back to the old school
So they keep goin out
Cause theyíre just not real
Ha yeah thatís right fool

[b-real]
Yes the master pass, kick your ass
And feel combustion, for the dope blast
Cause youíre steppin on my property, get off it g
Get caught up, then you get shot up
See, violators will be prosecuted
By the reputed, undisputed, cypress zooted
Not so, no thereís no sellout
You ainít got enough ducats to shell out
Well Iím in front, and yo I feel great
Check out the story to the glory of the real estate

[sen dog]
Yeah, roaches come in but they donít come out g
Donít come on the hill
Thatís right
Get off the real estate
Get off the real estate
Get off the real estate
Get off the real estate [b-real]
Youíll waste time to hurt her, sorta like murder
A duck with the publicís favorite rhyme order
I ainít no waiter or hater of a spectator (kill em b-real)
Seekin to find the toys, with no flavor
See Iím talkin about those whose vocals ainít comin off
A skill to kill at will, but awfully dumb of course
Some go nut, the power of the last one
Slower, flower, blower
Those who ainít pros I wet my stupid radio
Cause he needs a g when you listen to the vocal
Iím not a loco but Iím lookin just til punk go ohh
Now you canít see Iím real great?
Check out the story to the glory of the real estate

[sen dog]
All these motherfuckers that wanna run up on the hill
Step off! you know why?
This shit is all about boo-yaa cause I said step off!

[b-real]
This is the crime you find youíre not an exponent
Doggone it, another gonna mierda on it
Now youíre wishin, fishin you could do this
But on the strength, yo, I think you knew this
Was just like a dream, when you supreme, the king
Of a minor ?
All for 47, swung ? eleven
Got hit with a pitch like a bitch and went to heaven
Weak ducks, duckin and buckin
Sayin fukkit, ainít worth damn pay the ducats
From my public, my favorite subject, I loves it
So go íhead, talk your punk shit
Suckers, youíre nuttin, ? like a jock ?
Crack smoker, can we adjust we choker
Ohh, now you canít see Iím real great?
Check out the story to the glory of the real estate

[sen dog]
Heh heh heh, another soft pussy motherfucker
Another fly verse
Straight from the deficit
Another scripture of b-real
Yeah.. get funky, real
This is the lower eastside of things
Youknowhatiímsayin? cypress hill

[b-real]
You ainít flamboyant, a toy boy on it
Ainít paid a plot, for un-em-b-boyment
I wonít cause yo I got a lot of what I gotcha
Plus I taught ya, the beat on the top of
Everything you know, still you canít do no
Damage or duel though aiyyo, cause our crew now
The real is the ? , sport and you can see this
G-ness dialogue, of the real skiers
I ainít nuttin like a joke, get stoned, get smoked
And choke off, the hypes I cook off
The dialectic, funk-elistic
Chew slower or become another statistic
Ohh, now you canít see Iím real great?
Check out the story to the glory of the real estate

[sen dog]
Yo I told you to keep down brother
The motherfuckers just donít learn nothin g
Wake up hill
They gotta keep goin back to the old school
So they keep goin out
Cause theyíre just not real
Ha yeah thatís right fool

[b-real]
Yes the master pass, kick your ass
And feel combustion, for the dope blast
Cause youíre steppin on my property, get off it g
Get caught up, then you get shot up
See, violators will be prosecuted
By the reputed, undisputed, cypress zooted
Not so, no thereís no sellout
You ainít got enough ducats to shell out
Well Iím in front, and yo I feel great
Check out the story to the glory of the real estate

[sen dog]
Yeah, roaches come in but they donít come out g
Donít come on the hill
Thatís right
Get off the real estate
Get off the real estate
Get off the real estate
Get off the real estate
Todas as músicas de Cypress Hill
(Rap) Superstar
16 Men Till There's No Men Left
3 Lil' Putos
A Man
A To The K
Amplified (Explicit Version)
Another Body Drops
Another Victory
Armada Latina (feat. Marc Anthony & Pitbull)
Armed And Dangerous
Bang Bang
Bitter
Boom Diddy Bye Bye
Born To Get Busy
Break 'Em Off Some
Busted In The Hood
Can I Get a Hit
Can't Get The Best Of Me
Carry Me Away
Case Closed
Catastrophe
Certified Bomb
Checkmate (Hang'em High Remix Radio Edit)
Clash Of The Titans-Dust
Cock The Hammer
Cuban Necktie
Dead Men Tell No Tales
Dr. Dedoverde (Dr. Greenthumb) (Spanish Edit)
Dr. Greenthumb
Dust
Everybody Must Get Stoned
EZ Come EZ Go
From The Window Of My Room
Funk Freakers
Get 'Em Up
Get Higher
Get It Anyway
Get Out Of My Head
Hand On The Glock
Hand On The Pump
Highlife
Hits From The Bong
Hole In The Head
How I Could Just Kill A Man
I Ain't Goin' Out Like That
I Unlimited
I Wanna Get High
Ilusiones
Insane In The Brain
Intellectual Dons (Feat. Call O Da Wild)
It Ain't Easy
It Ain't Nothin'
Just Another Victim
K.U.S.H
Killa Hill
Killa Hill Niggas
Killafornia
Latin Lingo
Let It Rain
Lick a Shot
Light Another
Light It Up
Lightning Strikes
Lil' Putos
Loco En El Coco
Locotes
Looking Through The Eye Of a Pig
Lowrider
Make a Move
Marijuano Locos
Memories
Money
Muťvete
Never Know
No Entiendes La Onda (How I Could Just Kill a Man) (Spanish Edit)
No Rest For The Wicked
Once Again
One Last Cigarette
Pass The Dutch
Pigs
Psychodelic Vision
Psycobetabuckdown
Puercos
Real Estate
Red Light Visions
Riot Starter
Rise Up
Roll It Up Again
Shut 'Em Down
Spark Another Owl
Stank Ass Hoe
Stoned Is The Way Of The Walk
Stoned Raiders
Street Wars
Strictly Hip Hop
Strike The Match
Superstar - Rock
Take My Pain
Tequila
The Funny Cypress Hill Shit
The Only Way
The Phuncky Feel One
Throw Your Set In The Air
Till Death Comes
Till Death Do Us Part
Tres Equis
Trouble
Trouble Seeker
Tķ No Ajaunta
Valley Of Chrome
We Ain't Goin' Out Like That
We Live This Shit
What Go Around Come Around, Kid
What U Want From Me
What's Your Number? - Feat. Tim Armstrong
Whatta You Know
When The Ship Goes Down
Worldwide
Yo Quiero Fumar
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