Luyện nghe bài hát Put It Down - Cypress Hill

(chorus)
Put the pipe down, put the put the pipe down, put the put the down,
Put the down!,
put cha down, put cha put cha bong down, put cha put cha bong down,
Put cha down!
put the blunt down, put the put the blunt down, put the put the blunt down, Put the down!
Put cha down, put cha bong down, put cha blunt down
And up now!

(Richter)
You know southern california be the home of the
the Hill and Kottonmouth we smokin' nothin' but the finest
The weed incredible, an unstoppable team
We with Cypress like our S-A's be down with thirteens
Never both rights 'cause they simply below us, don't mess around with street vendors strictly go to the growers, and everybody who know us, we gettin' outta space high they be like ride ricky ride ricky ricky ride

(B Real)
Put the blunt down, the run down, by the sun down
Slide us out the joint, i`ll get you high before come
Catch a contact, homie as I take hits
me who you know, that'll take bigger vap hits
Everybody let me know if you need some
me what you want you can call Dr. Green thumb
Put the blunt down, if I'm wrong well homie then i`m
what happens when you hit the fuckin' bong wow!

(chorus)
Put the pipe down, put the put the pipe down, put the put the down,
Put the down!,
put cha bong down, put cha put cha down, put cha put cha bong down,
Put cha down!
put the blunt down, put the put the down, put the put the blunt down, Put the blunt down!
Put cha pipe down, put cha bong down, put cha down
And up now!

(D-loc)
Y'all mutha fuckas know the deal, its Kottonmouth Kings and hill
Gotta sip that bud, yall know wassup, this D-double dash give a fuck
Got the kush wrapped up, like I kill, don't act tough the hood gets real
???? get backs, don't get slick, i`m feelin' kinda good and itch
1 time for ya mind, here I go wit my rhyme
I'm a get it the front you can get it from behind
Sen Dog and B Real put it down for the
Got the people up off tha smoke from the pound

(B Real)
Pack another bowl in the if you want hell
Maybe we can BLAZE another load, the song sail
Let me roll this hash leaf, Kush in the son, if you never puttin
Then we rollin' you a little one, put the brownie down you're a fukin lightweight
We're smoking out four twenty, your searchin for the right date
High up on the hill, get you hammered in a second son
a fukin hit and get in line for the second one

(chorus)
Put the down, put the put the pipe down, put the put the pipe down,
Put the down!,
put cha bong down, put cha put cha bong down, put cha put cha down,
Put cha down!
put the blunt down, put the put the blunt down, put the put the blunt down, Put the down!
Put cha pipe down, put cha down, put cha blunt down
And up now!

(Sen Dog)
So now you know, you better struggle, all you bustas hit the back door
We frontin', that's what its all about, somebody put this gat up in this fools mouth

(X-tra-X)
to the west coast, where the real tokas stay
They should rename this the cannibus state, you can't relate if you aint from the
We got that one-hitter quitter that'll bury ya, it gets scary when clones
Hydroponics, crip-notic, supersonic, madinotic, you wake up and u still groggy yea
Heads foggy cereal that's soggy yea, you pack the bong but you cant find your lighter still, I load it twice so somebody call Cypress Hill
Sen dog you gots a for a brother man?
(Sen Dog)
I some fire but ya lighters still up in ya hand

(chorus)
Put the down, put the put the pipe down, put the put the pipe down,
Put the down!,
put cha down, put cha put cha bong down, put cha put cha bong down,
Put cha down!
put the blunt down, put the put the blunt down, put the put the down, Put the blunt down!
Put cha pipe down, put cha down, put cha blunt down
And up now!

(Sen Dog)
Hit em the sick shit, just like the misfits
Kottonmouth and Hill always kick the dope shit
Down Daddy X, D-loc, and Johnny Richter
Southern Cali's most high, do you get the
We don't we just keep on dumpin'
Wit the spit kill, homeboy ain't lackin nothing
the streets of SouthCali, all the way to OC
Any where around the world smokes the dope weed
We got it takes, Kush bud, hash cakes, smoke filled room when the dip takes place
I be commin' on strong, on the like Tommy Chong,
Beatin'on my chest mad dog, king kong, Heres another verse from the dog that first
We commin at you hard from the ghetto to the surf, I be putting in work, so just stay up off my turf, or i`ll have ya straight callin' for a Hurst

Put the blunt down, And up now!