One two little three little putos Tried to jack me they got the Taking no shit when push comes to 'Cause the showed me no love Step punk 'cause I'm a Latino What I you is the hardcore lingo Funky, but ya don't Now I gotta stand with the in my hand No And there's no 'Cause I'm Out my .45 slug and it ain't it comes hissin' Here it hummin' at ya Now the slug is at ya
One little two three hoodlums Gotta hit the ground 'cause here the slug What do you know, clack goes the gun Make 'em run boy, 'em run boy, make 'em run
Cuando entro, es el fuerte Speakin' to the 'Cause I'm insane in the Movin' em back, goes the gun Make 'em run boy, 'em run boy, make 'em run no fun When I got to you off some Of the beatdown, boy you get done we go Off for the Come if you really some of the chingazo Me you don't hear this little lazo Cypress Hill, you off a pedazo at ya Don't me come gatt ya Punk 'cause I still be comin' at ya
One little two three hoodlums Gotta hit the ground 'cause the slug comes What do you know, clack goes the gun 'em run boy, make 'em run boy, make 'em run
When I in, kickin' with a vengeance of the engines Coming like the three indians around on the ground on the plains 'Cause a nigga like me is goin' In the So I maintain My What I gained my protection Not a thing So when I come bring new style, break ya off like a chicken wing Buckooock! So you can suck my cock Like a fat blunt, is the way of the walk I'm peepin' Checkin' out the creepin' I let the dogs loose then I let the sick 'em Graaah! don't make me catch ya 'cause I still will be comin' at ya
One little two three hoodlums Gotta hit the ground 'cause the slug comes What do you know, click clack the gun 'em run boy, make 'em run boy, make 'em run