[B Real]:
1 for trouble 8 for the road
7 to get ready when I’m lettin’ off all my load
Funk Buddha monk in the trunk
I got’cha thumpin’ so hard
Up and down the blvd.
I’m a natrual born cap peela’ strapped illa
I’m the west coast settin’ it on no one’s reala’
Get’cha fix of the uncut funk
A small dose of the skunk weed like it’s suppose to be
Move it up just move it on out
What’cha talkin’bout son,
I got the first shot, and it’s all over now,
One nation under a groove,
Smoke a pound for the strict of it,
Everytime I make a move,
Smooth and togetha,
Raw like leatha,
Ain’t goin’ out like a punk, neva,
Check it out, 1,2, Cypress groove
Check it out, 1,2, Cypress groove
[B-Real]:
It’s the numba one money maker,
Money takea, few steps back I’m on a plane to Jamaica,(Am I)
Puffin’ a fat wada, talk shit,
For the fool I’m thinkin’ about, I got the ruff shit,
Hard rock bone breaka,
Stoned Raider, in the Temple of Boom,
Assurt to assume,
Never be lettin’ shit slide, no way,
Bitch niggas can hide,
But, I’ll find they ass some day,
Check it out, 1,2, Cypress groove
Wherever you are, put’cha muthafuckin’ spliff in the air,
Some dogs, like you gotta pair,
When I kick to the metro,
Lone clip, be lookin’ around,
Cause this shit ain’t over with yet,
People can’t understand my situation,
Now they cought up in the Soul Assasination,
Fool, just take cover, it’s all over,
When I break ya off a chunk of this muthafucka,
Check it out, 1,2, Cypress groove
Check it out, 1,2, Cypress groove
Check it out, 1,2, Cypress groove