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[Intro] [high-pitched sine synth lead, funky electric guitar, rhythmic bass] [record scratch] [Chorus] [Male vocals] Cypress Hill come on and ride with us All right baby got that chrome on your trunk Go way gangsta crazy get some wheel like Hustlers playing games in the street We got that low ride scraping dipping on three So pop your collar give a holler throw the dubs in the air We tear it off the marble lady let down your hair Praying to that bang to make you feel all right That tree crack that brew we getting freaky tonight [Verse 1] Now everybody's bumping their heads to this You wonder why you wanted anything instead of this We've been making you bounce for many years already Rock steady and cut many to spaghetti But I just want to mix it up whether it's the mic or decks Yes my gift is to amaze you once thought I couldn't for ten my friend But guess what I slay [unintelligible] and still saying my best But you better cover your eyes cause you never know when I spit it out and start some flow when I drop rhymes that grow like trees your Eardrums feel like lungs your brains choking Just let it soak in seep in deep in I'm keeping all you [unintelligible] in the deep end You want to trip then I got luggage I stuff you in it and say [unintelligible] cause you ain't rugged [Chorus] Cypress Hill come on and ride with us All right baby got that chrome on your trunk Go way gangsta crazy get some wheel like Hustlers playing games in the street We got that low ride scraping dipping on three So pop your collar give a holler throw the dubs in the air We tear it off the marble lady let down your hair Praying to that bang to make you feel all right That tree crack that brew we getting freaky tonight [Verse 2] Cause we Cypress Hill come on and ride with us Just get inside we about to dip and chop it up real tough Lean to the side pimp your ride tilt your seat all back Don't front on me baby boy and break bread with the mack I be the vato with the fine hood rat in the rafla Always roll deep on these streets like the mafia Wait though Jess might come back and haunt ya Flossing too much then the vatos gonna watch ya Not right here homes we passed all of that Making that fade yeah slinging them rags Ya me conoces I'm down for my calles Cypress Hill es puro desmadre Ya tu sabes we don't play that [unintelligible] And you been getting hit up quick What's up Cypress what hood you claim We pumping up and down like it ain't no thing Hands in the air with the pinky rings Soul Assassins running everything To all you vatos make sure you check this And everybody know I'm well respected [Chorus] Cypress Hill come on and ride with us All right baby got that chrome on your trunk Go way gangsta crazy get some wheel like Hustlers playing games in the street We got that low ride scraping dipping on three So pop your collar give a holler throw the dubs in the air We tear it off the marble lady let down your hair Praying to that bang to make you feel all right That tree crack that brew we getting freaky tonight