Bang Bang

This fuckin' weed is good, homes, fuck You know the first time I fuckin' blazed up, eh I was listenin' to those vatos Cypress Hill You ever heard of them, homes? Yeah, I heard of them They fuckin' suck Are you fuckin' stupid, eh? What the fuck are you talking about? Those vatos are firrme, homes You're a fuckin' hater, eh Those vatos will shoot you, homes Whatever This is for all those haters and imitators Take your medicine; you won't like the flavor The taste ain't sweet; we lace that beat Never forget how we play in the street Never forget what you say in the street If you talk too loud, get laid with the heat We want that cake and, Jay, you can't stop us Out the gate we take those dollars Get a crew while we doin' some real shit Me and the Dog steady pushin' the Hill shit We flip scripts like doughboys flip bricks Get money like lottery quick picks We sick wit' it and, homey, I'm quick-witted Still in the game, insane, we still spit it Top level, livin' like a rebel Settle down, bitch, or we spit that metal Remember when you motherfuckers Tried to take what's mine Niggas left me for dead But I'll never forget it (Bang, bang) Payback (Bang, bang) Payback (Bang, bang) Payback (Bang, bang) Payback I came up in the game, do my thing for the paper Never gonna change, biggie-bang on them haters They used to gang bang on a (?) Dropped Insane; now the world's (?) I remember when you niggas used to front on me Everywhere I'd ride, I kept a gun on me I only used to listen to my one ol' G He said get money, but stay low-key So it's the payback 'cause I pay it in the back Whole world get high when I say it on a track And I stay wit' a gat; I'm never gonna slip Quick to hit him up if you ever wanna trip All it takes is a hit and you never gon' forget When you smoke on the Hill with the kill that we twist Fuck a shot--we drinkin' a whole fifth And I ride 'em (?); you know we gon' miss --- Bang Bang - Cypress Hill