Cypress Hill - We Ain't Goin' Out Like That lyrics

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Cypress Hill - We Ain't Goin' Out Like That lyrics

Let's kick it easy Commin' out da slums It's da hoodlums I'm pullin' my gat out on all you bums So bring it on when you wanna come fight this Outlaw, I'll kick ya like Billy Ray Cypress Hill k**, I'll bust that grill Grab my gat and load up the steel And if you wanna get drastic I'll pull out my blasted Glock, automatic Synthetic material, bury your blocks-n-mortar Headed down to da 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 When you're sent to k** a man But I'll be damned If I don't take a stand 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 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 ya think I'm jokin' Know that I come with the static, erratic, .45 automatic Screamin' at ya-the red lights beamin' at ya No need to run after the punk-a** who'd run up to my crew Dig the grave for the one who got played Now he's under Don't make me wonder why cause you'll testify We ain't goin' out like that I got to thinkin', "What the f** is this?" Lettin' you know I take care of business Can I get a witness? To verify when I'm to bring this style That makes you ecstatic Tragic, when I get a poof of the magic Buddha When I roll with my crew

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