One little two little three putos Tried to jack me they got the Taking no shit when comes to shove 'Cause the niggas me no love Step back punk 'cause I'm a What I bring you is the lingo Funky, but ya don't Now I gotta with the Glock in my hand No And no hope 'Cause I'm Out my .45 slug and it missin' Here it 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, loonie es el to the gente 'Cause I'm insane in the em back, click-click goes the gun Make 'em run boy, make 'em run boy, '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 want some of the Me caso you don't hear this little Cypress Hill, you off a pedazo at ya Don't make me gatt ya Punk I still will be comin' at ya
One little two little hoodlums Gotta hit the ground 'cause here the comes What do you know, click clack the gun Make 'em run boy, 'em run boy, make 'em run
I come in, kickin' with a vengeance Swift of the Coming like the three little Stompin' around on the ground on the 'Cause a nigga me is goin' insane In the So I maintain My I mighta gained Without my Not a damn So when I just bring That new style, ya off like a chicken wing Buckooock! So you can suck my cock a fat blunt, stoned is the way of the walk When I'm Checkin' out the punk-ass I let the loose then I let the dogs sick 'em Graaah! Nigga don't make me ya Punk 'cause I still will be at ya
One little two little hoodlums hit the ground 'cause here the slug comes What do you know, click goes the gun 'em run boy, make 'em run boy, make 'em run