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点击复制Real Estate -Cypress Hill
Youll waste time to hurt her, sorta like murder
A duck with the publics favorite rhyme order
I aint no waiter or hater of a spectator (kill em b-real)
Seekin to find the toys, with no flavor
See Im talkin about those whose vocals aint comin off
A skill to kill at will, but awfully dumb of course
Some go nut, the power of the last one
Slower, flower, blower
Those who aint pros I wet my stupid radio
Cause he needs a g when you listen to the vocal
Im not a loco but Im lookin just til punk go ohh
Now you cant see Im real great?
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All these mother*****ers that wanna run up on the hill
Step off!you know why?
This sh*t is all about boo-yaa cause I said step off!
This is the crime you find youre not an exponent
Doggone it, another gonna mierda on it
Now youre wishin, fishin you could do this
But on the strength, yo, I think you knew this
Was just like a dream, when you supreme, the king
Of a minor ?
All for 47, swung ?eleven
Got hit with a pitch like a *****and went to heaven
Weak ducks, duckin and buckin
Sayin fukkit, aint worth damn pay the ducats
From my public, my favorite subject, I loves it
So go head, talk your punk sh*t
Suckers, youre nuttin, ?like a jock ?
Crack smoker, can we adjust we choker
Ohh, now you cant see Im real great?
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Heh heh heh, another soft *****mother*****er
Another fly verse
Straight from the deficit
Another scripture of b-real
Yeah.. get funky, real
This is the lower eastside of things
Youknowhatimsayin?cypress hill
You aint flamboyant, a toy boy on it
Aint paid a plot, for un-em-b-boyment
I wont cause yo I got a lot of what I gotcha
Plus I taught ya, the beat on the top of
Everything you know, still you cant do no
Damage or duel though aiyyo, cause our crew now
The real is the ?, sport and you can see this
G-ness dialogue, of the real skiers
I aint nuttin like a joke, get stoned, get smoked
And choke off, the hypes I cook off
The dialectic, funk-elistic
Chew slower or become another statistic
Ohh, now you cant see Im real great?
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Yo I told you to keep down brother
The mother*****ers just dont learn nothin g
Wake up hill
They gotta keep goin back to the old school
So they keep goin out
Cause theyre just not real
Ha yeah thats right fool
Yes the master pass, kick your a**
And feel combustion, for the d**e blast
Cause youre steppin on my property, get off it g
Get caught up, then you get shot up
See, violators will be prosecuted
By the reputed, undisputed, cypress zooted
Not so, no theres no sellout
You aint got enough ducats to shell out
Well Im in front, and yo I feel great
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Yeah, roaches come in but they dont come out g
Dont come on the hill
Thats right
Get off the real estate
Get off the real estate
Get off the real estate
Get off the real estate