We Live This Shit Lyrics - Skull & Bones - Cypress Hill

Eastside L.A. 

Cypress Hill all day 

Spark the lah 

We live this shit 

We latin-thug type 

Gat-blasters 

Weedsmokers 

Moneyholders, that's right 

(B-Real) 

Well it's the alleycat looking for the buddhasack 

On my side is my ese can't fuck with that 

Starting out venom but if you wanna bill though 

Come in peace and you can come on the Hill bro 

But if it ain't in peace bro turn it to a homicide 

Throw you in the trunk take a ride to the Eastside 

It's a suicide when you're fucking with the Hill 

Fool drop your weapon or I'm comming for the kill 

Duck from the gunshots that is sticking to ya 

Standing all alone shotgun goes boo-ya 

Watch it go through ya 

Ya smelling like manure 

Fools all bloody body chilling in the sewer 

Enemy's a viewer I'm sipping on caluha 

Sitting back chilling with my nigga SonDuhla 

Heading to the Eastside watch your back busta 

Ain't no hood for you here it's all about the hustlas 

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(Chorus) 

Eastside L.A. 

Cypress Hill all day 

Spark the lah 

We live this shit 

We latin-thug type 

Gat-blasters 

Weedsmokers 

Moneyholders, that's right 

(Sen Dog) 

Rhyme for my neighbourhoud banging out hits 

For ever backing up that Cypress Hill click 

To my man on the corner with the shotgunshell 

Singing sad songs for the ones that fell 

To me it's kind of funny watching all these dummies 

Straight turn tricks for the fame and the money 

Walk a little bold 'cause their record went gold 

Got him a new ride and up rid it their ho 

Need this looking raw before you come acting 

Flexing on some brothers that is twelve times platinum 

Cause I been there 

Done that 

Fool check the format 

Sweep you and that bullshit under the doormat 

Put it to your grill like I don't give a damn 

Sen Dog and the Hill still fucking up the program 

Yeah y'all, that big bad Cypress and perro up in that place 

What the fuck you wanna do now huh? 

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(Chorus) 

Eastside L.A. 

Cypress Hill all day 

Spark the lah 

We live this shit 

We latin-thug type 

Gat-blasters 

Weedsmokers 

Moneyholders, that's right 

(B-Real) 

Kicking that funky Cypress Hill shit 

Think I blast another give them something to deal with 

Cause I'm the ill one 

Oh the cap-peel one 

You comming round the Hill fucking son I gotta spill one 

Now I'm heading to the Eastside looking for revival 

Living on the Eastside fighting for survival 

Gotta be nifty with the Han Solo and trying to show yo 

Wittnesses cause people will use it to kill your show yo 

Off to the stone garden you go and stay there 

When I'm dead I'm bringing my music to play there 

For all the soldiers, moneyfolders, you're on my shoulders 

You can't hold us back I'm spitting out boulders 

Crushing every opponent in opposition 

I know you're wishing that I would bow to submission 

(Chorus) 

Eastside L.A. 

Cypress Hill all day 

Spark the lah 

We live this shit 

We latin-thug type 

Gat-blasters 

Weedsmokers 

Moneyholders, that's right