Cypress Hill - I Ain't Going Out Like That lyrics

Comin' 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, kickin' like Billy Ray Cypress Hill Chill, I'll bust that grill Grab my gat and load up the steel And if you wanna 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 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 you think I'm jokin' Know that I'll come with the static Erratic, 4 5 automatic Screamin' at ya, the red lights beamin' at ya No need to run after The punk-a** 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 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 got you thinkin', "What the f** 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 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 Yeah, takin' your disses And dissin' y'all right back Dissin' the Cypress Hill crew Like we ain't sh** You little taco stand rapper Eat a bowl of dick up Then you got my man, homie here You can eat a bowl of dick up Anybody got beef around the way, yo Eat a bowl of dick up, geeyeah