Shoot em Up — текст песни (Cypress Hill)





[b-real]

Who wants the wrath, it must be the hood

Whos up to no good, and wishes a man would

Come up and give him a reason to blast on..

I wouldnt put it past him!

Hes got juice, how long will it last him?

Hes gettin back, at, all the punks that harassed him

Ask him (hey!) whats ya main hobby?

Hell say there aint, nothin like the motherfuckin robbery

So dont crowd me, cause yo I run shit

You know, homey that old top gun shit

I got a slug comin straight out the barrel

For your ass, if you wanna ask a dumb question

Cause Im quick on the draw, click-click, punks drop

Now your lifes aint worth shit!



Chorus: b-real, sen dog (repeat 2x)



Shoot em up, just shoot em up yall, yeah

Shoot em up, just shoot em up (shoot em up!)

Shoot em up, just shoot em up yall, yeah

Shoot em up, just shoot em up (shoot em up!)



[sen dog]

Sen dog, never again will I bend

No letters of death, no threats, will I send

So Im puttin an end, to all your dumb shit

(dumb shit) dumb shit.. that, "homes where you from? " shit

Cause I run shit, my way, all day, I dont play

Cause it wont pay

Niggaz wanna play with the pistol, you make me get pissed though

(you get a fistful!)

Make you eat knuckles, feel your knees buckle

Still feelin great when youre sleepin on the pavement?

Save it! the beatdown, who gave it?

Sen did, no one will explain it



Chorus



[b-real]

Ive had it up to here, with all the bullshit

Fingers on the trigger, and Im about to pull it

Gank hardrock, up the block, you know I rule it

To the punks around the corner someones gonna catch a bullet

To the crew, that wants, to get with my program

Im out to get mine, and aint takin shit from no man

In the neighborhood, cause there aint no brotherhood

In other words, good, if you heard, that were comin up

Were out to make a quick buck, thats what Im thinkin

And Im smokin any punk who even thinks of finkin



Chorus



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