Luyện nghe bài hát Put It Down - Cypress Hill

(chorus)
Put the pipe down, put the put the down, put the put the pipe 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 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 southern california be the home of the highest
Between the and Kottonmouth we smokin' nothin' but the finest
The weed incredible, this an team
We down with Cypress like our S-A's be down with
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 high they be like ride ricky ride ricky ricky ride ride

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

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

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

(B Real)
Pack another bowl in the pipe if you hell
we can BLAZE another load, make the song sail
Let me roll this hash leaf, in the middle 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 twenty, well your searchin for the right date
High up on the hill, then get you hammered in a son
a fukin hit and get in line for the second one

(chorus)
Put the pipe down, put the put the 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 bong down, put cha blunt
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)
Welcome to the west coast, the real tokas stay
should rename this the cannibus state, you can't relate if you aint from the area
We got that one-hitter that'll bury ya, it gets scary when clones cross-pollonize
Hydroponics, crip-notic, supersonic, madinotic, you wake up and u still feelin' yea
Heads like 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 fire for a man?
(Sen Dog)
I gots some but ya lighters still up in ya hand

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

(Sen Dog)
Hit em with the sick shit, just the misfits
Kottonmouth and Cypress Hill always the dope shit
with Daddy X, D-loc, and Johnny Richter
Southern most high, do you get the picture?
We don't stop we keep on dumpin'
Wit the spit that kill, homeboy ain't lackin
the streets of SouthCali, all the way to OC
Any where around the world that smokes the dope
We got what it takes, Kush bud, cakes, smoke filled room when the dip takes place
I be on strong, on the song like Tommy Chong,
Beatin'on my chest mad dog, king kong, Heres verse from the dog that came 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 ya homeboy straight callin' for a Hurst

Put the blunt down, And up now!