Cypress Hill

Oh yeah it is!
Colour is not important.
Lick a shot!
Oh!
Comin' at ya
Fire!
Zippedy do da, zippedy hey
Cried oh my, wanna get that punk with my AK
And get on the way
On a mission, puffin' on a fat ass jay
Prude! You can't hang
Flash back on the skills when I used to bang
On the corner
I'll warn ya
Gonna roll on ya
Fool
Hit ya with a golden rule
Don't turn your back on the street
When I hit that corner, feel the concrete
If ya push that by like nothin'
Watch me turn to a psycho all of a sudden
Blastin' at these fools with a passion
Look at the Glock when it's time for some action
Let the gatt hummm
Lick a shot!
So I let the gatt hummm
Let the gatt hummm
Lick a shot!
So I let the gatt hummm
Sunday morning
Wake up it's stormin'
Raindrops fallin' on my head it's pourin'
Cats an' dogs
Pigs in a wagon
Lookin' for the Afro - one that's saggin'
Scooby-Doo
An' fucked down too
Ploy me
Don't let your punk ass try me
Gonna take more
Then you better call your backup team
And wait for the crew