
Lyrics
I'm a chicken hawk, huntin' for a chicken get paranoid when you hear the glock clikin'. Speakin' to the punk that's tweakin' with your bitch hair style I'll hit ya like Deacon-Jones house call for DR Bones I'll roll you up, and smoke you like cones, split the seed and grow you like clones don't start me up cuz I'm not the Rolling Stones. But I get stoned with a lil help from my friends with the good belnd, then I pass it round back to you again. I could make you famous like Amos same as the last punk when I stuck the gat up his anus. Hear me growl, uhh, howl I got the night vision like the wise old owl. I'm comin' to fetch ya, yea homes I'll wet ya and burry them bones under my home.and I. Cock the hammer/ cock the hammer it's time for action Cock the hammer/ cock the hammer it's time for action. With my weapon, step into a whole new realm and step back as I take up the helm. On the pirate ship I'm stearin' drop into gear and best realise what you're hearin'. The canon soundin' that's my companions surroundin' as my crew comes poundin'. It's the captain Afro- America a whole lotta gattin' with the loc-ed out latin. Bust it, yo I'm Red Beard with a musket you better duck Quick cuz you might get dusted. Your gat looks rusted disgusted, oh look away, look away boy as I rush it. Yes I know that you can' withstand it, watch that ass, cuz homie I'll brand it. With a steele toe how you feel though when my boot's stuck in that ass like a dildoe. Cry on the pillow, ya weepin' ass willow the Hill's got the steele for the static like brillow. Huh! watch you btalkin' bout punk give me room as I light up the boom. Cock the hammer raise the white banner, You ever heard a glock go click like a camera? Cock the hammer/ cock the hammer it's time for action Cock the hammer/ cock the hammer it's time for action. REPEAT
Credits
- Artist
- Cypress Hill
- Genre
- 랩/힙합
- Release
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