One little two little three putos to jack me they got the boot-o Taking no when push comes to shove 'Cause the showed me no love Step back 'cause I'm a Latino What I bring you is the lingo Funky, but ya understand Now I gotta stand with the in my hand No And no hope I'm dishin' Out my .45 and it ain't missin' Here it comes Here it hummin' at ya Now the slug is at ya
One little two little three Gotta hit the ground here the slug comes do you know, click clack goes the gun Make 'em run boy, 'em run boy, make 'em run
Cuando entro, loonie es el Speakin' to the I'm insane in the mente Movin' em back, goes the gun 'em run boy, make 'em run boy, make 'em run no fun When I got to break you off Of the beatdown, boy you get done we go Off for the Come if you really want of the chingazo Me caso you don't hear little lazo Cypress Hill, breaking you off a at ya Don't make me come ya Punk I still will be comin' 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, make 'em run boy, 'em run
I come in, kickin' with a vengeance Swift of the Coming the three little indians Stompin' around on the ground on the 'Cause a nigga like me is goin' In the So I gotta My I mighta gained Without my Not a damn So when I come bring That new style, ya off like a chicken wing Buckooock! So you can just my cock Like a fat blunt, stoned is the way of the I'm peepin' Checkin' out the creepin' I let the dogs loose then I let the dogs 'em Graaah! Nigga make me catch ya 'cause I still will be comin' at ya
One little two little hoodlums Gotta hit the ground 'cause here the comes do you know, click clack goes the gun Make 'em run boy, 'em run boy, make 'em run