Lowrider - Instrumental

Lowrider （）-Cypress Hill

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Aww comin'through for real we cypress hill ohh baby

Got that crunk for your trunk goin'gangsta crazy

We some real life hustlers playin'games in the street

We got that lowrider scrapin'dippin'on three

So pop your collar give a holla throw yo dubs in the air

Lowrider

We tear the roof off the mother lady let down your hair

Playa do that thing that make you feel all right

Lowrider

Smoke that tree crack that brew we gettin'freaky tonight

Now when people are done bumpin'they head to this

You wonder why you wanted anything instead of this

We've been makin'you bounce for many years already

Rock steady and cut many niggaz to confetti

But i just want to blaze it up whether it's the mic or a spliff

Yes my gift is to amaze you all

Thought i couldn't come for ten my friend but guess what

I slay niggaz and still savin'my best nut

Lowrider

But you better cover your eyes cause you never know when

I spit it out and start some flowin'

I drop rhymes that grow like trees you're smokin'

Ear drums feel like lungs your brain's chokin'

Just let it soak in seep in creep in

I'm keepin'all you mother****ers in the deep end

Lowrider

You wanna trip then i got luggage

I stuff you in and send you off cause you ain't rugged

Aww comin'through for real we cypress hill ohh baby

Got that crunk for your trunk goin'gangsta crazy

We some real life hustlers playin'games in the street

Lowrider

We got that lowrider scrapin'dippin'on three

So pop yo collar give a holla throw the dubs in the air

Lowrider

We tear the roof off the mother lady let down your hair

Playa do that thing that make you feel all right

Lowrider

Smoke that tree crack that brew we gettin'freaky tonight

Cause we cypress hill come on and ride with us

Just get inside we bouncin'dippin'chop it up real tough

Lean to the side pimp your hat till your seat on back

Don't front on me baby boy and break bread with the sack

Loerider

I be the vato with the fine hoodrat in the rafla

Always roll deep on the streets like the mafia

Jueto just might come back and haunt ya

Flossin'too much no vato's gonna want ya

Not right here homes we're past all of that

Makin'that feria spittin'that raps

Yame conoces i'm down for my calle

Cypress ave ya pudo les madre

Lowrider

Ya tu sabes we don't play that shit

Any pendejo's gettin'hit up quick

Whassup ese what hood you claim

Now throw it up and down like it ain't no thing

Lowrider

Hands in the air with the pinky rings

Soul assassins runnin'everything

To all you vatos make sure you check this

In every barrio i'm well respected

Aww coming through for real we cypress hill ohh baby

Got that crunk for your trunk going gangsta crazy

We some real life hustlers playin'games in the street

Lowrider

We got that lowrider scrapin'dippin'on three

So pop your collar give a holla throw yo dubs in the air

Lowrider

We tear the roof off the mother lady let down your hair

Playa do that thing that make you feel all right

Lowrider

Smoke that tree crack that brew we gettin'freaky tonight

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