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Versuri Hill Cypress - Boom Biddy Bye Bye
Versuri-versuri.ro > Versuri Litera H > Versuri Hill Cypress > III Temples of Boom - Boom Biddy Bye ByeBoom biddy bye bye  
 Boom biddy bye bye  
  
 Step back as I'm kicking up dust  
 For a while  
 As I put mothafuckas to rest  
 And pull their files  
  
 Out from the cabinet  
 With the picture  
 Get the 45 and settle it  
 With this punk nigger  
  
 Slow your roll  
 As I take control  
 Take your toke from the Indo'  
 Then hit and hold  
  
 Now let it out  
 How you feel when the herb  
 Got you by the balls  
 And you're coughing up a lung anyhow  
  
 You can't shake  
 That nigger that's gonna brake  
 Fool  
 On any one member of your bitch crew  
  
 As I pull the trigger  
 On my nine  
 Say goodnight nigger  
 Boom biddy bye bye  
  
 Boom biddy bye bye  
 Put your ass on the floor an' don't ask why  
 Boom biddy bye bye  
 I put my Glock to your dome and you started to cry  
 Boom biddy bye bye  
 Any last prayers before you die  
 Boom biddy bye bye  
 Rock-a-bye nigga boom biddy bye bye  
  
 You ain't never caught a rabbit  
 So you ain't no friend of mine  
 It's a habit  
 Barkin' up your tree with my nine  
  
 Keep your bitch on a leash or at home  
 A nick knack  
 Paddywack  
 Give the dog a bone  
 The raw dog  
 Fuck a law dog  
 Still handin' out beat-downs wit' my sawed-off  
 'Cause a every now and then I got to knuckle up  
 Buckle up  
 Chin checking  
 It's on I reckon  
 It's the wild wild west  
 Get your 40 and your blunt and your Glock and your bulletproof vest  
 Let me guess  
 Everybody wanna test  
 Everybody burning up, gonna get burned like Ses  
 Laudy daudy  
 We're fucking everybody  
 Boom biddy bye  
 Sing the lullaby  
 In the party  
  
 Boom biddy bye bye  
 Put your ass on the floor an' don't ask why  
 Boom biddy bye bye  
 I put my Glock to your dome and you started to cry  
 Boom biddy bye bye  
 Any last prayers before you die  
 Boom biddy bye bye  
 Rock-a-bye nigga boom biddy bye bye  
  
 Yes yes ya'll  
 To the beat ya'll  
 Watch a punk slipin' see the pouta fall  
 I'm buck-loody  
 Looking for the nigga who wanna cut me  
 'Cause the nigger gets so funky  
 Fool I'm the one  
 From  
 The big bad Cypress Hill clique, a  
 Number one son of the funk freaka  
 Yes yes ya'll  
 I'll be the one with the mad Buddha blast ya'll  
 Comin' from the west ya'll  
 But I figure  
 You'd cry like a bitch  
 Don't twitch  
 'Cause I just might pull the trigga  
 Now lay down  
 Stay down  
 Don't move a muscle if you see your homeboy's brains on the ground  
 Don't fuck don't say nothin'  
 You fuck around and I might get ragamuffin  
 Boom biddy bye bye  
 Line up on the floor now you' all gonna die  
  
 Boom biddy bye bye  
 Put your ass on the floor an' don't ask why  
 Boom biddy bye bye  
 I put the Glock to your dome and you started to cry  
 Boom biddy bye bye  
 Any last prayers before you die  
 Boom biddy bye bye  
 Rock-a-bye nigga boom biddy bye bye  
  
 Boom biddy bye bye  
 Put your ass on the floor an' don't ask why  
 Boom biddy bye bye  
 I put the Glock to your dome and you started to cry  
 Boom biddy bye bye  
 Any last prayers before you die  
 Boom biddy bye bye  
 Rock-a-bye nigga boom biddy bye bye  
  
 Boom biddy bye bye  
 It's time to die  
 Boom biddy bye bye  
 Time to say good-bye  
  
 Boom biddy bye bye  
 Now it's time to die  
 Boom biddy bye bye  
 Now it's time to die
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