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