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サイプレス・ヒル( Cypress Hill )
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Checkmate
作詞:Louis M. Freeze, Lawrence Muggerud, Senen Reyes
About to mash these niggaz man Don't come in my backyard motherfucker Hahaha, be real and the dog, motherfucker Ha! yeah
Here we go you all, that's the nigga head dog Lunatic smokin' loops, loose in your sector Got my eye on them, on the apparatus Like a bone to a dog, yea you know I gotta have it
Anywhere you get it shit, and I'm a grab it Turn around stares to your face and I jab it Drop you, like one of those ill bad habits Hunt you, like a hillbilly huntin' a rabbit
Cuttin' niggaz up like muggs on the wheels For reals, penetentiary steel Pull heads to bed from the choke of a headlock Fadin' baldheads to perms, even dreadlocks BWOY, rude bwoy with me style I can get foul or wild, or just cool for a while
(Checkmate fool!) Hang them high Got the live shit, bang 'em whenever you or he wanna try Shoot to thrill, be at the hill, I'm a take them all (Checkmate fool!) Wherever the pawns fall
(Checkmate fool!) Hang them high Got the live shit, bang 'em whenever you or he wanna try Shoot to thrill, be at the hill, I'm a take them all (Checkmate fool!) Wherever the pawns fall
Look, look, look, every way you get shook To the pawn, takin' out the rook, off of the book Lights get tooken, taken you for Satan You can't breathe, no need to look up and see me
The last hope, when you mellow you call whoever For the hype shit, you call the hill, put it together Runnin' this game, bringin' the same, raw shit Over the hills, through the city we come equipped to the letter
Keepin' your temperature down low What I reveal, the good shit to heal all souls Makin you roll late night, you trippin', my game's tight To the new shit I bring, never the same hype
So push that shit off, get up, don't let off No matter how much blood you spit up You could never be, fuckin' with greenthumb The outcome's specific, you spliff it, collapsed lung もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com We hit hard, breakin' your guard, you can't tell When the bells ring, bustin' your shell, the pawn fell
(Checkmate fool!) Hang them high Got the live shit, bang 'em whenever you or he wanna try Shoot to thrill, be at the hill, I'm a take them all (Checkmate fool!) Wherever the pawns fall
(Checkmate fool!) Hang them high Got the live shit, bang 'em whenever you or he wanna try Shoot to thrill, be at the hill, I'm a take them all (Checkmate fool!) Wherever the pawns fall
I'm a freak that funk yea slam it in the trunk I'm a kill all junk with the suicide clunk Ain't nobody came my way, talkin bout The westside of L.A., so whatever
Punk-ass click you claim, you keep bumpin' that shit And elevate your frame, 'cause I want that Big-time, asshole, studio gangsta Worth a lot of shit, but that's not the main factor
My nigga sen's rollin' again, remember when We rocked shows, battlin' foes, the time's been long Strong with the styles, you ain't hear to win Like blood pourin' out of the pen, the ink stains
Slim chance if it gets in your brain, the hot flash Got you heated with repeated attacks over the tracks Smack niggaz up, back niggaz up, hack niggaz up Jack niggaz up, hangin' the wack niggaz up Snowball effect, we rollin the city limits Crushin' the bitch-ass niggaz with all the gimmicks
(Checkmate fool!) Hang them high Got the live shit, bang 'em whenever you or he wanna try Shoot to thrill, be at the hill, I'm a take them all (Checkmate fool!) Wherever the pawns fall
(Checkmate fool!) Hang them high Got the live shit, bang 'em whenever you or he wanna try Shoot to thrill, be at the hill, I'm a take them all (Checkmate fool!) Wherever the pawns fall
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