1 for trouble, 8 for the 7 to get ready when I'm off all my load Funk, Monk, in the trunk I got'cha, thumpin' so hard, up and the boulevard
I'm a cap-peela', strapped illa I'm the west coast settin' it on, no reala' Get'cha fix of the funk A small of the skunk weed like it's suppose to be
Move it up, just move it on out, talkin' 'bout son I got the first shot, and it's all over now, one nation a groove Smoke a pound for the strict of it, every I make a move Smooth and togetha, raw like leatha, ain't goin' out like a punk,
it out, 1, 2, Cypress groove Check it out, 1, 2, groove
It's the one money maker Money takea, few steps back I'm on a plane to Puffin' a fat wada, shit For the I'm thinkin' about, I got the ruff shit
Hard rock bone breaka, Stoned In the of Boom, assert to assume be lettin' shit slide, no way Bitch niggas can hide but, find they ass some day
Check it out, 1, 2, Cypress
Wherever you are, put'cha muthafuckin' in the air Some dogs, like you pair I kick to the metro, lone clip, be lookin' around 'Cause this shit over with yet
People understand my situation Now they caught up in the Soul Fool, just cover, it's all over When I ya off a chunk of this muthafucka
it out, 1, 2, Cypress groove Check it out, 1, 2, groove Check it out, 1, 2, groove