Lick A Shot Lyrics - Live At The Fillmore (live) - Cypress Hill

"Oh yeah it is!" 

"Colour is not important. " 

Lick a shot! 

"Oh!" 

Comin' at ya 

"Fire!" 

Zippedy do da, zippedy hey 

Cried oh my, wanna get that punk with my AK 

And get on the way 

On a mission, puffin' on a fat ass jay 

Prude! You can't hang 

Flash back on the skills when I used to bang 

On the corner 

I'll warn ya 

Gonna roll on ya 

Fool 

Hit ya with a golden rule 

Don't turn your back on the street 

When I hit that corner, feel the concrete 

If ya push that by like nothin' 

Watch me turn to a psycho all of a sudden 

Blastin' at these fools with a passion 

Look at the Glock when it's time for some action 

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Let the gatt hummm 

Lick a shot! 

So I let the gatt hummm 

Let the gatt hummm 

Lick a shot! 

So I let the gatt hummm 

Sunday morning 

Wake up it's stormin' 

Raindrops fallin' on my head it's pourin' 

Cats an' dogs 

Pigs in a wagon 

Lookin' for the Afro - one that's saggin' 

Scooby - Doo 

An' fucked down too 

Ploy me 

Don't let your punk ass try me 

Gonna take more 

Then you better call your backup team 

And wait for the crew 

I'm the one flippin' 

Keepin' the clip 

On my hip an' 

Just watch your back if you're slippin' 

Oooo 

Where did that. 22 

Come from 

When the bullet past through my lung 

I've lost my breath I'm winded 

I've been hit, by a slug that wasn't intended 

I hear thunder 

I wonder 

If a nigga like me's goin' under 

Take a number! 

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Let the gatt hummm 

Lick a shot! 

So I let the gatt hummm 

Let the gatt hummm 

Lick a shot! 

So I let the gatt hummm 

Had a bad dream 

Woke up in a casket 

Now I can't even get back at the bastard 

Bull - shit! 

This pine box 

Ain't strong enough to contain the Afro Marx 

Critical bell rings 

Snapped out the dream 

What the fuck's up with the funny red beam 

Pointin' at me 

I got no strap G 

What now: gotta duck, they're gonna gatt me 

Bam, I feel numb 

Where did the shotgun blast come from 

Let the gatt hummm 

Lick a shot! 

So I let the gatt hummm 

Let the gatt hummm 

Lick a shot! 

So I let the gatt hummm