1 for trouble, 8 for the 7 to get ready when I'm off all my load Funk, Buddha Monk, in the I got'cha, thumpin' so hard, up and down the
I'm a natural-born cap-peela', illa I'm the west coast it on, no one's reala' Get'cha fix of the funk A small dose of the 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 under a groove Smoke a for the strict of it, every time I make a move Smooth and togetha, raw like leatha, ain't goin' out like a punk,
Check it out, 1, 2, groove it out, 1, 2, Cypress groove
It's the one money maker Money takea, few steps I'm on a plane to Jamaica Puffin' a fat wada, shit For the fool I'm thinkin' about, I got the ruff
Hard rock breaka, Stoned Raider In the Temple of Boom, assert to be lettin' shit slide, no way Bitch niggas can hide but, find they ass some day
it out, 1, 2, Cypress groove
Wherever you are, put'cha spliff in the air Some dogs, like you gotta When I kick to the metro, clip, be lookin' around this shit ain't over with yet
People understand my situation Now they up in the Soul Assassination Fool, just take cover, it's all When I break ya off a chunk of this
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