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Cuban Necktie
Cypress Hill Lyrics

I do it to ya all like in your earhole, 'cause
I'ma "Goodfella" just like Deniro, punk
I'm a ten, you just a fucking zero, huh
I get your woman off like Robbie Shapiro, what
You want jellyroll son, I'm a hero, oh
You're on your knees on my dick like a clit hoe then
You say you hate me but you follow my carrer though huh
want to see a trick I make you disappear yo, yo
I make it hotter than a fuckin' inferno
want to test you coming up shorter than DeVito
I'll scar your face when I cut you like Pacino
You gamble with your life inside of my "Casino"
Hold up I'm running shit just like Gambino
I got the hogs sweatin' more than Bob Barino
I switch tongue buenos caso me camino
Then I switch it back 'cause in that style I swing yo
Beat your head like a drum
I sit back simply pretend I'm regal
Slay you any style yeah whatever type of lingo
I'm a "Natural Rhyme Killer" like Tarrantino, yeah

Run your mouth, with your chest out
Go get you a wreck check, dealt with real quick
All that fake tough guy shit, rough guy shit
All that rah rah shit, go get your neck slit

Call me breakin' think you know my nigga Dino
With the Ratpack nigga sipping on vino
I give it to you double XXL like Chino
I'm the eastsidah who's repping Angelino's
I know you tripping but I'm due another single, ha
Treat the music like my honey got a wrinkle, yeah
I'm the mushroom ?
You couldn't hang with a joint from Domingo's
So, you gotta make room when you hear my jingle
Like I crack your head with the bat, big bambino style
You smoked out there in San Bernadino
We fuck shit up with the harcore steelo
Bandito, light your lighter then a key lo
I'm megachron got you wet like a Primo
Cancerous rhyme now that you needin chemo
Peace to my fam out in El Cerino
That's right punk, ?
Better watch your back, who's pilin up cochinos

[Chorus: x2]

Killin niggas like a Sicilian named Gino
When your numbers up all my nigga yell regal
You a fine woman, was a fine Phillipino, then
She looked good in the black Benzino, yeah
Yo' style's not yours like Doritos
With the fabulous fall just like the Beatles
Platinum dust oh now you want to sprinkle, well
I clown niggas much more than Melenko's, heh
For all the wild ones and all my vecino's
Never get your ass caught up with a stank hoe
Pussy weigh deeper than a big fucking ?zinko?
Don't be mad I'm looking out for my amigo
You want to copy my style go to Kinko's
Watch me reload it just like Carlito
My style so dope they should label it illegal
You want beef then I call my nigga Steebo
Whip your ass up just like Niccoleo
Saying my name burst your mark like "Tapateo!", punk
You can't deal with it, you can't deal with it
You can't deal with it, it's Cypress Hill with it

[Chorus: x2]

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Francisco Olivo

Años buscando esta canción desde que la escuché en un disco que me regaló un tío

Julie Shane

"My styles so dope they should label it illegal"..... iconic line 💯


That's all you got big lady?

Tom Sawyer

One of the coldest songs I ever heard around this time when it came out. It was a treasure to find this on the cd. Cant no one touch this.

hannes lone


Sean The Baptist

One of the hardest Cypress songs to date. Shit is so classic.

Almighty Genius

Yo he killed this beat! Lyrical Shit

Ian Griffith


papa gato

esta echo de la sangre de todos los criminales del grupo de cypress hill, esto si eran matones , pesados bravos o como quieran llamarlo te mataban te asesinaban con su musica que dj que raperos estos eran los verdaderos raperos de la vieja escuela que nivel increible son inigualables

Luiiz Teixeira Tattoo

Brasil agora ouvindo o CYPRESS HILL 😜😜😜😜😜

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