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I Ain't Goin' Out Like That

by Cypress Hill

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Let's kick it ese [B-Real] Comin' out the slums! It's da hoodlums I'm pullin' my gat out on all you bums So bring it on when you want to come fight this Outlaw, kicking like Billy Ray Cypress Hill Chill, I'll bust that grill Grab my gat, and load up the steel And if you want to get drastic I'll pull out my plastic glock, automatic Synthetic material, burial plots in order Headed down to the Mexican border Smokin' that smellie, Northern Cali Gonna put a slug in Captain O'Malley Ho, hum, hear the gat come, boom! Let me see what you'll do It's a sin to kill a man But I'll be damned if I don't take a stand [Chorus] We ain't goin' out like that We ain't goin' out like that "We ain't goin' out!" We ain't goin' out like that We ain't goin' out like that "We ain't goin' out!" We ain't goin' out like that We ain't goin' out like that "We ain't goin' out!" We ain't goin' out like that "We ain't goin' out like that!" [Sen Dog] I'm high strung, click I'm sprung Cause I don't live on the hum-drum Where I'm from, the gats'll be smokin' I'll be damned if you think I'm jokin' Know, that I'll come with the static Erratic, .45 automatic Screamin' at ya, the red lights beamin' at ya No need to run after The punk-ass hook, in the oven I'll cook Dig the grave for the one who got played Now he's under, don't make Stevie Wonder why Cause he'll testify [Chorus] [B-Real] I got you thinkin' "What the fuck is this?" Lettin' you know I take care of business Can, I, get a witness? To verify when I depict this style That makes you ecstatic Tragic, when I get a poof of the magic buddha When I roll with my crew I betcha one time can't find my hootah In my vehicle with the belt unbuckled Pig rollin' up but he ain't that subtle Pulled to da curb, so we exchange a few words But he got me stirred up, enough to grab the handcuffs I'll huff-n-puff and blow ya head off! [Chorus] [Sen Dog] Yeah! Taking your disses and dissing y'all right back Dissing the Cypress Hill crew, like we ain't shit You little taco stand rapper, eat a bowl of dick up Then you got my man ?, you can eat a bowl of dick up Anybody got beef around the way, yo Eat a bowl of dick up! Yeah!

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