Cuban Necktie - Live

Ya está dicho, está hecho en la sangre

De todos los criminales

Del grupo de Cypress Hill

¡Pa' que sepan! Estamos en tu cara otra vez

Y no nos vamos a ir en tu?

I do it to ya all like in your earhole, cuz

I'ma "Goodfella" just like De Niro, punk

I'm a ten, you just a fucking zero, huh

I get your woman off like Robbie Shapiro, what?

You want jellyroll son, I'm a hero, oh

You're on your knees on my dick like a clit hoe then

You say you hate me but you follow my career though huh

Wanna see a trick? I make you disappear yo, yo

I make it hotter than a fuckin' inferno

Wanna test you comin' up shorter than DeVito

I'll scar your face when I cut you like Pacino

You gamble with your life inside of my Casino

Hold up I'm runnin' shit just like Gambino

I got the hogs sweatin' more than Bob Barino

I switch tongue cuando estás en mi camino

Then I switch it back cuz in that style I swing yo'

Beat your head like a drum yeah, a todo ritmo

I sit back simply pretend I'm Ringo

Slay you any style yeah whatever type of lingo

I'm a natural killer like Tarantino, yeah

Run your mouth, with your chest out

Go get you a wreck check, dealt with real quick

All that fake tough guy shit, rough guy shit

All that rah rah shit, go get your neck slit

Call me breakin' think you know my nigga Dino

With the Ratpack nigga sippin' on vino

I give it to you double XXL like Chino

I'm the eastsidah who's reppin' Angelino's

I know you trippin' but I'm due another single, ha

Treat the music like my honey got a wrinkle, yeah

I'm the mushroom making people tickle

You couldn't hang with a joint from Domingo's

So, you gotta make room when you hear my jingle

Like I crack your head with the bat, big Bambino style (boohya)

You smoked out there in San Bernadino

We fuck shit up with the hardcore estilo

Bandido, light your lighter then a kilo

I'm Megatron got you wet like a Primo

Cancerous rhyme now that you needin' chemo

Peace to my fam out in El Cerrino

That's right punk, it's the soul asesino

Better watch your back, who's pilin' up cochinos?

Run your mouth, with your chest out

Go get you a wreck check, dealt with real quick

All that fake tough guy shit, rough guy shit

All that rah rah shit, go get your neck slit

Run your mouth, with your chest out

Go get you a wreck check, dealt with real quick

All that fake tough guy shit, rough guy shit

All that rah rah shit, go get your neck slit

Killin' niggas like a Sicilian named Gino

When your numbers up all my nigga yell regal

You a fine woman, was a fine Filipino, then

She looked good in the black Benzino, yeah

Yo' style's not yours like Doritos

With the fabulous fall just like the Beatles

Platinum dust oh now you wanna sprinkle, well

I clown niggas much more than Melenko's, heh

For all the wild ones and all my vecinos

Never get your ass caught up with a stank hoe

Pussy weigh deeper than a big fucking cinco

Don't be mad I'm lookin out for my amigo

You wanna copy my style? go to Kinko's

Watch me, I'm reloaded, just like Carlito

My style so dope they should label it illegal

You want beef? then I call my nigga Steve-o

Whip your ass up just like Niccoleo

Sayin' my name burst your mark like Tapatío, punk

You can't deal with it, you can't deal with it

You can't deal with it, it's Cypress Hill with it

Run your mouth, with your chest out

Go get you a wreck check, dealt with real quick

All that fake tough guy shit, rough guy shit

All that rah rah shit, go get your neck slit

Run your mouth, with your chest out

Go get you a wreck check, dealt with real quick

All that fake tough guy shit, rough guy shit

All that rah rah shit, go get your neck slit

That's right comepingas, mira, óyeme

Te voy a decir una cosa: el Capitán Pingaloca

No juega a ningún juego ¿sabes qué?

¡Voy a venir con el machete a cortarte la cabeza hijo de puta!

No me gustan estos maricones que vienen por aquí

Con el pecho saca'o, hablando cosas mierdas.

Mira, maricón, te corto el corazón y me lo como

Y despues me echo un mojón con tu comida

Jajaja pa' que sepas, así son las cosas

¿Cómo se dice? ¡Revolución compadre!