Cypress hill - Cock The Hammer lyrics скачать видео бесплатно

I'm a chicken hawk (On a chicken-hunt), huntin' for a chicken

Get paranoid when you hear my Glock clickin'

Speakin' to the punk-ass victim(punk that's tweakin')

With the bitch-ass styles I hit you like Deacon

Jones house, cough without the bones

I rolled ya up and smoked you like bones (cones)

Split the seed and grow you like clones

Don't start-me-up, cause I'm not the Rolling Stones

But I get stoned with a little help from my friends

With the (gubla), then I passed it round back to me again

I can make you famous like Amos

Same as the last punk, when I stuck the gatt up his anus

Hear me growl: Grrra! Howl!

I got the night vision just like the wise old owl

I'm comin' ta fetch ya

Yeah homes I'll wet ya (Yeah home direct ya)

Bury them bones

Under my home and

Cock the hammer!

Cock the hammer, it's time for action!

Cock the hammer!

Cock the hammer, it's time for action!

With (Take) my weapon, step into a whole new realm

And step back, as I take up the helm

Of (On) the pirate ship I'm steerin'

Jump into gear and (Droppin' the geran)

Just realize what you're hearin'

The cannon's soundin' (cannon sounded)

That's my companions surroundin' (companion: surrounded)

As my crew comes pounding (bounding)

It's (As) the captain

Afro-america

Whole lotta gattin'

With the loc'ed out latin

Bust that (Busted!)

You're a red beard with a musket

Better duck (talk) quick 'cause ya might get dusted

Your gatt looks rusted, disgusted

Oh look away, look away boy as I rush it

Yes I know that you can't withstand it

Watch that ass cause punk I'll brand it

With my (a) steel-toe, how you feel now

When my boot stuck in that ass like a dildo

Cry on a pillow, weeper that's willow

The Hill got the steel (skill) for the static like brillo

Hmmm, what you talkin' `bout punk

Gimme room as I light up the boom

Cock the hammer, wave the white banner

Ever heard a gun (Glock) go `click' like a camera?