Lyrics Cypress Hill

Cypress Hill

Lick a Shot

Oh yea it is

Color is not important

Lick a shot

Oh, aah

Comin' at ya

Fire

Zippedy do da, zippedy hey

Cried oh my, wanna get that punk with my AK

And get on the way

On the mission, puffin' on a fat ass jay

Prude, you can't hang

Flash back on the skills when I used to bang

On the corner

I'll warn ya

Gonna roll on ya

Fool

Hit ya with a golden rule

Don't turn your back on the street

When I hit that corner, feel the concrete

If ya push that by like nothin'

Watch me turn to a psycho all of a sudden

Blastin' at these fools with a passion

Look at the clock when it's time for some action

Let the gatt hum

(Lick a shot)

So I let the gatt hum

Let the gatt hum

(Lick a shot)

So I let the gatt hum

Sunday mornin'

Wake up it's stormin'

Raindrops fallin' on my head, it's pourin'

Cats an' dogs

Pigs in a wagon

Lookin' for the Afro, one that's saggin'

Scooby-Doo

An' fucked down town

Ploy me

Don't let your punk ass try me

Gonna take more

Then you better call your backup team

And wait for ya crew

I'm the one flippin'

Keepin' the clip

On my hip an'

Just watch your back if you're slippin'

Uh

Where did that twenty two

Come from?

When the bullet past through my lung

I've lost my breath I'm winded

I've been hit by a slug that wasn't intended

I hear thunder

I wonder

If a nigga like me's goin' under

Take a number

Let the gatt hum

(Lick a shot)

So I let the gatt hum

Let the gatt hum

(Hum)

(Lick a shot)

So I let the gatt hum

Had a bad dream

Woke up in a casket

Now I can't even get back at the bastard

Bullshit

This pine box

Ain't strong enough to contain the Afro Marx

Critical bell rings

Snapped out the dream

What the fuck's up with the funny red beam

Pointin' at me

I got no strap G

What now? Gotta duck, they're gonna gatt me

Bam, I feel numb

Where did the shotgun blast come from?

Let the gatt hum

(Lick a shot)

So I let the gatt hum

Let the gatt hum

(Lick a shot)

So I let the gatt hum