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Eastside L.A., Cypress all day
the lah, we live this shit
Eastside L.A., Cypress all day
the lah, we live this shit

We type, gat-blasters
Weed smokers, money holders that's
We type, gat-blasters
smokers, money holders that's right

Well, it's the cat looking for the Buddhasack
On my is my easy, can't fuck with that
Starting out venom but if you bill though
Come in peace and you can on the Hill, bro

But if it ain't in peace, bro, turn it to a
Throw you in the trunk, take a ride to the
It's a suicide you're fucking with the Hill
Fool, drop your or I'm coming for the kill

Duck from the gunshots that is to ya
Standing all alone shotgun goes
Watch it go through ya, ya smelling like
Fools all bloody body chilling in the

Enemy's a viewer, I'm on Caluha
Sitting back chilling with my SonDuhla
Heading to the Eastside, watch your busta
Ain't no hood for you, here it's all about the

L.A., Cypress Hill all day
Spark the lah, we this shit
L.A., Cypress Hill all day
Spark the lah, we live this

We Latin-thug type,
smokers, money holders that's right
We type, gat-blasters
Weed smokers, money holders that's

Rhyme for my neighborhood banging out
For ever backing up that Cypress Hill
To my man on the corner the shotgun shell
Singing sad songs for the ones fell

To me, it's kind of funny all these dummies
Straight tricks for the fame and the money
Walk a little bold 'cause their went gold
Got him a new and up rid it their ho

Need this looking raw you come acting
on some brothers better twelve times platinum
'Cause I there done that, fool, check the format
you and that bullshit under the doormat

Put it to grill like I don't give a damn
Sen Dog and the still fucking up the program
Yeah, y'all that big bad Cypress and Perro up in place
the fuck you wanna do now?

Eastside L.A., Hill all day
Spark the lah, we live this
L.A., Cypress Hill all day
Spark the lah, we this shit

We Latin-thug type,
smokers, money holders that's right
We type, gat-blasters
Weed smokers, money holders that's

that funky Cypress Hill shit
Think I blast another give them to deal with
I'm the ill one, oh, the cap-peel one
You coming round the fucking son, I gotta spill one
Now I'm heading to the Eastside looking for
Living on the Eastside for survival

Gotta be nifty with the Han and trying to show no
Wittinesses 'cause will use it to kill your show yo
Off to the stone you go and stay there
When I'm I'm bringing my music to play there

For all the soldiers, money folders, on my shoulders
You can't hold us back I'm spitting out
Crushing opponent in opposition
I know you're that I would bow to submission

Eastside L.A., Hill all day
Spark the lah, we live this
Eastside L.A., Hill all day
And the lah, we live this shit

We type, gat-blasters
smokers, money holders that's right
We Latin-thug type,
smokers, money holders that's right