Lights off, **** comin' at you live and on fire Kottonmouth Kings and Cypress Hill You know southern California be home of the highest Between the Hill and Kottonmouth, we smoking nothing but the finest The **** incredible, we unstoppable teams We down with Cypress like how essays be down with 13’s Never punk rice 'cuz they simply below us Don’t mess around with street vendors, strictly go to the growers And everybody who know us, we get outta space high Be like, bye bitty, bye biddy, biddy, bye, bye Put the blunt down, here's the rundown, riding sundown Slide us out the front, I'll get you high, won’t come down Catch a contact, homie, watch as I take hits Show me who you know that take ***** vap hits Everybody grows, let me know if you need some Tell me what you want, you can call Dr. Green thumb Put the blunt down if I'm wrong, well, homie, then I'm stoned That’s what happens when you hit the ****in' bong well Put the pipe down, put the, put the, put the pipe down Put the, put the, put the pipe down, put the pipe down Put your bong down, put your, put your, put your bong down Put your, put your, put your bong down put the bong down Put the blunt down, put the, put the, put the blunt down Put the, put the, put the blunt down put the blunt down Put the pipe down, put your bong down, put the blunt down And listen up now Ya’ll motha******s, know the deal It's Kottonmouth Kings and Cypress Hill Gotta sip that bud, ya’ll know what's up It's D double dash, don’t give a **** Got a kush wrapped up and I gotta kill Don’t act tough or you will get real Nickel bags don’t, be slick I'm feelin' kinda good, I got an itch It's time for your mind Here I go with my rhyme I'm gonna get him from the front You can get him from behind Sen Dog gonna be real Puttin' it down for tha krown Got the people shook up Off the smoke from the pounds Pack another bowl in the pipe if you want hell Maybe we can lace another load, make the song sell Let me roll this hash leaf kush in the middle, son If you never puttin' then we rollin' you a little one Dude, put the brownie down, you ****in' light weight We smoking after 21, just searchin' for the right date High, [unverified] get you hammered in a second, son Take a ****in' hit and get in line for the second one Put the pipe down, put the, put the, put the pipe down Put the, put the, put the pipe down, put the pipe down Put your bong down, put your, put your, put your bong down Put your, put your, put your bong down put the bong down Put the blunt down, put the, put the, put the blunt down Put the, put the, put the blunt down put the blunt down Put the pipe down, put your bong down, put the blunt down And listen up now So now you know, you better stop All you busts, better hit the back door We ain't frontin', that’s what it's all about Somebody put this gun up in his mouth Welcome to the West Coast, where the real tokers stay They should rename this the Cannabis State(Cannabis State) We can't relate if you ain't from the area We got the one hitter quitter that’ll bury ya It gets scarier when clones cross polonaise Hydro, criptnotic, super sonic, madocnize You wake up and you still feelin' groggy, yeah Heads foggy like cereal that’s soggy, yeah You pack a bowl, but you can't find your lighter still[Unverified] somebody call Cypress Hill Sen Dog, you got some fire for a brother, man?"I got some fire but your lighter’s still up in your hand”Put the pipe down, put the, put the, put the pipe downPut the, put the, put the pipe down, put the pipe downPut your bong down, put your, put your, put your bong downPut your, put your, put your bong down put the bong downPut the blunt down, put the, put the, put the blunt downPut the, put the, put the blunt down put the blunt downPut the pipe down, put your bong down, put the blunt downAnd listen up nowHit ‘em with a sick ****, just like the misfitsKottonmouth and Cypress Hill, always kick the **** shitDown with Daddy X, D-Loc and Johnny RichterSouthern Cali most high, do ya get the picture?We don’t stop, we just keep on thumping[Unverified] home boy ain't lackin' nothingFrom the streets of [unverified] all the way to the O.C.Any way around the world we smoke the **** ****We got what it takes, cush, bud, hash, cakesSmoke filled room when the hits take placeI becoming mad, stoned on the phone with Tommy ChongBeatin' on my chest, mad dog, King KongHere's another verse from the dirt that came firstWe comin' at ya hard from the ghetto to the surfI be putting in work, so just stay up off my turfOr I'll have your homeboys straight callin' for a hurstPut the blunt down and listen up now
Lights off, **** comin' at you live and on fire Kottonmouth Kings and Cypress Hill You know southern California be home of the highest Between the Hill and Kottonmouth, we smoking nothing but the finest The **** incredible, we unstoppable teams We down with Cypress like how essays be down with 13’s Never punk rice 'cuz they simply below us Don’t mess around with street vendors, strictly go to the growers And everybody who know us, we get outta space high Be like, bye bitty, bye biddy, biddy, bye, bye Put the blunt down, here's the rundown, riding sundown Slide us out the front, I'll get you high, won’t come down Catch a contact, homie, watch as I take hits Show me who you know that take ***** vap hits Everybody grows, let me know if you need some Tell me what you want, you can call Dr. Green thumb Put the blunt down if I'm wrong, well, homie, then I'm stoned That’s what happens when you hit the ****in' bong well Put the pipe down, put the, put the, put the pipe down Put the, put the, put the pipe down, put the pipe down Put your bong down, put your, put your, put your bong down Put your, put your, put your bong down put the bong down Put the blunt down, put the, put the, put the blunt down Put the, put the, put the blunt down put the blunt down Put the pipe down, put your bong down, put the blunt down And listen up now Ya’ll motha******s, know the deal It's Kottonmouth Kings and Cypress Hill Gotta sip that bud, ya’ll know what's up It's D double dash, don’t give a **** Got a kush wrapped up and I gotta kill Don’t act tough or you will get real Nickel bags don’t, be slick I'm feelin' kinda good, I got an itch It's time for your mind Here I go with my rhyme I'm gonna get him from the front You can get him from behind Sen Dog gonna be real Puttin' it down for tha krown Got the people shook up Off the smoke from the pounds Pack another bowl in the pipe if you want hell Maybe we can lace another load, make the song sell Let me roll this hash leaf kush in the middle, son If you never puttin' then we rollin' you a little one Dude, put the brownie down, you ****in' light weight We smoking after 21, just searchin' for the right date High, [unverified] get you hammered in a second, son Take a ****in' hit and get in line for the second one Put the pipe down, put the, put the, put the pipe down Put the, put the, put the pipe down, put the pipe down Put your bong down, put your, put your, put your bong down Put your, put your, put your bong down put the bong down Put the blunt down, put the, put the, put the blunt down Put the, put the, put the blunt down put the blunt down Put the pipe down, put your bong down, put the blunt down And listen up now So now you know, you better stop All you busts, better hit the back door We ain't frontin', that’s what it's all about Somebody put this gun up in his mouth Welcome to the West Coast, where the real tokers stay They should rename this the Cannabis State(Cannabis State) We can't relate if you ain't from the area We got the one hitter quitter that’ll bury ya It gets scarier when clones cross polonaise Hydro, criptnotic, super sonic, madocnize You wake up and you still feelin' groggy, yeah Heads foggy like cereal that’s soggy, yeah You pack a bowl, but you can't find your lighter still[Unverified] somebody call Cypress Hill Sen Dog, you got some fire for a brother, man?"I got some fire but your lighter’s still up in your hand”Put the pipe down, put the, put the, put the pipe downPut the, put the, put the pipe down, put the pipe downPut your bong down, put your, put your, put your bong downPut your, put your, put your bong down put the bong downPut the blunt down, put the, put the, put the blunt downPut the, put the, put the blunt down put the blunt downPut the pipe down, put your bong down, put the blunt downAnd listen up nowHit ‘em with a sick ****, just like the misfitsKottonmouth and Cypress Hill, always kick the **** shitDown with Daddy X, D-Loc and Johnny RichterSouthern Cali most high, do ya get the picture?We don’t stop, we just keep on thumping[Unverified] home boy ain't lackin' nothingFrom the streets of [unverified] all the way to the O.C.Any way around the world we smoke the **** ****We got what it takes, cush, bud, hash, cakesSmoke filled room when the hits take placeI becoming mad, stoned on the phone with Tommy ChongBeatin' on my chest, mad dog, King KongHere's another verse from the dirt that came firstWe comin' at ya hard from the ghetto to the surfI be putting in work, so just stay up off my turfOr I'll have your homeboys straight callin' for a hurstPut the blunt down and listen up now
