It Ain't Nothin'
Cypress Hill Lyrics


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I used to carry a Glock on the waist line, man I don't waste time!
I'm strong on the bass line, you'll never taste mine!
See me on the screen, fuckers beggin' for face time
Get your own tape, but don't bother to chase mine!
I got a block! Man we havin' a great time
You couldn't fill the shoes, anytime that I lace mine,
Light up the stage for the homies we make shine
Sick the dogs on you, get more by the K-9!
Homies on the yard never walk in the main line
The manes find that they can never be in the game, I'm
Lettin' off rounds, hittin' blunts at the same time
Pick a crew homie, you a neon to save time!
Bitches like you always spittin' the same rhymes!
We put you all to shame, you never went through the same grind!
Put you in the bind the minute you came by
So stay in your lane and get wet by the rain!

You wanna step up, get your ass touched!
You wanna rap son, get your ass buff!
Try to test us, you's gon' get smashed up!
You wanna run with' the dogs? Get your cash up!

Get it? You gotta get your straps up!
Get it? You gotta get your sta-tion!
Get it? You gotta get amp-ed up!
You wanna run with the dogs? Get your cash up!

I'm right here on the block! When it's time to ride out,
You know what I'm all about runnin' Harley bikes on site, when it goes down!
Me and my homies always holdin' the fort down
Come up in our town and your pissin' a 4th pound!
Got 4 ounces and 3 bottle's of Jack
2 fifth's in the back and everyone I'm with's strapped!
What ever happens, I'm chin checkin' and wreckin' fools
Try disrespecting, my Smith and Wesson is endin' you!
And I ain't changed since back in the day (back in the day!)
Get your shit split quick if you get in my face! (get in my face!)
You wanna run with' the dog, better stay in your place! (stay in your playce!)
Cause your little ass name don't hold no weight! (hold no weight!)
And your little ass safe couldn't hold my cake! (hold my cake!)
Get your asks denied down the road I take! (road I take!)
And let me tell you one more thing befo' I skate! (befo' I skate!)
If you a fake or a snake, I'm a send you to your grave!

Act up, act up act
Act up, act up! Act
Act up, act up! Act
Act up and you bound to get hurt!

I'm a First Staff O-G from outta the gutter
With a fucked up demeanor for you punk mothafuckas!
Get played like some dicks who try to start ruckas
I'm a real gun busta, so don't ever try to rush us!
Can't nobody touch us! That don't leave on crutches
Or worse! Get a ride in a hurse with their bodies covered!
It's gon' be a cold summer! Soon as the Hill drops
All bullshit will stop!

A couple scums in the street, so we don't care what you bustas think
Might sink in sometime, but I won't blink!
We go against everything! Smoke all the green!
Got the low wrong, swing it ain't nothing to me!
We put it down anywhere, like it's something to see
So all you bitches goin rogue with your haters degree!




And when you wanna get loud son I'm ready to work!
Punks act up and you bound to get hurt!

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Cypress Hill's song "It Ain't Nothin'" are filled with bravado and aggression. The rapper speaks about his experiences carrying a Glock and hanging out with his homies. He references running Harley bikes, getting wasted on Jack Daniels, and always being ready for a fight. The hook of the song essentially warns anyone trying to step up to the rapper that they will get hurt. The lyrics are sprinkled with rap jargon, street slang, and references to gangster culture. The tone of the song is meant to convey toughness and authority.


One interesting fact about the song is that it was released in 2004 as part of the album "Til Death Do Us Part." The album was a collaboration between the members of Cypress Hill and several reggae artists, including the singer Damian Marley, son of Bob Marley. The album features a fusion of hip-hop and reggae styles. "It Ain't Nothin'" is one of the album's more traditional hip-hop tracks, with a heavy bassline and aggressive lyrics. Another interesting fact is that the song was produced by Scott Storch, a well-known producer who has worked with artists like BeyoncΓ©, Dr. Dre, and 50 Cent.


Line by Line Meaning

I used to carry a Glock on the waist line, man I don't waste time!
In the past, I carried a Glock gun visibly on me, and I never wasted any time.


I'm strong on the bass line, you'll never taste mine!
I excel in bass-driven music, and you will never surpass me.


See me on the screen, fuckers beggin' for face time
People see me on TV and are desperate for attention from me.


Get your own tape, but don't bother to chase mine!
Create your own music and don't try to copy mine because you will never match it.


I got a block! Man we havin' a great time
I have my own neighborhood or crew, and we are having a great time.


You couldn't fill the shoes, anytime that I lace mine,
You are incapable of matching my talent or experience.


Light up the stage for the homies we make shine
We perform well on stage and make our group members stand out.


Sick the dogs on you, get more by the K-9!
We will send fierce or powerful people or animals to pursue you, and we will gain more profit or success than we ever had.


Homies on the yard never walk in the main line
Our associates in prison ensure they do not walk or associate with non-influential people.


The manes find that they can never be in the game, I'm
Those who are weaker or lack experience know they can never compete with me.


Lettin' off rounds, hittin' blunts at the same time
I fire my gun or make music while smoking marijuana.


Pick a crew homie, you a neon to save time!
Choose an influential group to hang around with to save your time and effort.


Bitches like you always spittin' the same rhymes!
People like you always say the same things in your music.


We put you all to shame, you never went through the same grind!
You cannot compare to our hard work, discipline, and struggles.


Put you in the bind the minute you came by
We place you in a difficult situation instantly when you visit us.


So stay in your lane and get wet by the rain!
Stay in your area of expertise, or you will fail and face the consequences.


You wanna step up, get your ass touched!
If you want to try to compete with us, you will get hurt.


You wanna rap son, get your ass buff!
If you want to try to be a rapper, you need to train or practice harder.


Try to test us, you's gon' get smashed up!
If you try to challenge us, we will destroy you.


You wanna run with' the dogs? Get your cash up!
If you want to join our group, you need to have money to spend.


I'm right here on the block! When it's time to ride out,
I am present in the neighborhood and ready to leave at any moment.


You know what I'm all about runnin' Harley bikes on site, when it goes down!
You are aware that I will participate in dangerous activities, such as riding Harley bikes, when necessary.


Me and my homies always holdin' the fort down
My friends and I safeguard or defend our territory constantly.


Come up in our town and your pissin' a 4th pound!
If you come to our location, you will be so scared that you will urinate four pounds' worth.


Got 4 ounces and 3 bottle's of Jack, 2 fifth's in the back and everyone I'm with's strapped!
I have four ounces of marijuana, three bottles of Jack Daniel's whiskey, and two 1.75-liter bottles of liquor in the car; all of my companions have weapons.


What ever happens, I'm chin checkin' and wreckin' fools
No matter what occurs, I will face or confront and defeat stupid people.


Try disrespecting, my Smith and Wesson is endin' you!
If you try to insult me, I will use my Smith and Wesson firearm to kill you.


And I ain't changed since back in the day (back in the day!)
My personality, behavior, and values remain the same since a long time ago.


Get your shit split quick if you get in my face! (get in my face!)
You will be severely injured if you annoy me.


You wanna run with' the dog, better stay in your place! (stay in your playce!)
If you want to join us, you must keep to your role and never overstep your boundaries.


Cause your little ass name don't hold no weight! (hold no weight!)
Your reputation is insignificant.


And your little ass safe couldn't hold my cake! (hold my cake!)
Your weak and small store of money cannot compare to my wealth.


Get your asks denied down the road I take! (road I take!)
You will receive rejections or failures if you follow my path.


And let me tell you one more thing befo' I skate! (befo' I skate!)
Before I leave or depart, let me inform you about one more detail.


If you a fake or a snake, I'm a send you to your grave!
If you are insincere or deceitful, I will kill you.


Act up, act up act Act up, act up! Act Act up, act up! Act Act up and you bound to get hurt!
This part is a warning. If you misbehave or act out of line, you will face harm.


I'm a First Staff O-G from outta the gutter
I am an Original Gangster from the lowest status or background.


With a fucked up demeanor for you punk mothafuckas!
I have a negative attitude towards weak or disrespectful people.


Get played like some dicks who try to start ruckas
You will get deceived or fooled just like people who initiate conflicts.


I'm a real gun busta, so don't ever try to rush us!
I am a true and skilled shooter, so do not attempt to attack us suddenly.


Can't nobody touch us! That don't leave on crutches
No one can beat or harm us, and we do not leave with injuries.


Or worse! Get a ride in a hurse with their bodies covered!
Or, you may end up dead and require a hearse to transport your corpse.


It's gon' be a cold summer! Soon as the Hill drops All bullshit will stop!
The future will be harsh and challenging. When our new music is released, all the fake pretenses or behaviors will disappear.


A couple scums in the street, so we don't care what you bustas think
There are some rude and unimportant people in our neighborhood, so we pay no attention to you.


Might sink in sometime, but I won't blink!
The situation may become depressing, but I will never falter or become weak.


We go against everything! Smoke all the green!
We oppose conventionalism and consume marijuana frequently.


Got the low wrong, swing it ain't nothing to me!
If people try to hit us wrongly or talk about us negatively, we do not care.


We put it down anywhere, like it's something to see
We can create amazing music anywhere and impress anyone who listens to it.


So all you bitches goin rogue with your haters degree!
All the people who are going against us or criticizing us without cause, we disregard you.


And when you wanna get loud son I'm ready to work!
When you want to make a scene or argue with us, I am willing to use force to solve the issue.


Punks act up and you bound to get hurt!
Again, this is a warning to individuals who misbehave or instigate problems; they will face consequences.




Lyrics Β© Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Royalty Network, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Peabo Bryson, Louis Freese, Senen Reyes, Demerick Shelton Ferm

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@33misiekTV

I used to carry a Glock on the waist line, man I don't waste time!
I'm strong on the bass line, you'll never taste mine!
See me on the screen, fuckers beggin' for face time
Get your own tape, but don't bother to chase mine!
I got a block! Man we havin' a great time
You couldn't fill the shoes, anytime that I lace mine,
Light up the stage for the homies we make shine
Sick the dogs on you, get more by the K-9!
Homies on the yard never walk in the main line
The manes find that they can never be in the game, I'm
Lettin' off rounds, hittin' blunts at the same time
Pick a crew homie, you a neon to save time!
Bitches like you always spittin' the same rhymes!
We put you all to shame, you never went through the same grind!
Put you in the bind the minute you came by
So stay in your lane and get wet by the rain!

You wanna step up, get your ass touched!
You wanna rap son, get your ass buff!
Try to test us, you's gon' get smashed up!
You wanna run with' the dogs? Get your cash up!

Get it? You gotta get your straps up!
Get it? You gotta get your sta-tion!
Get it? You gotta get amp-ed up!
You wanna run with the dogs? Get your cash up!

I'm right here on the block! When it's time to ride out,
You know what I'm all about runnin' Harley bikes on site, when it goes down!
Me and my homies always holdin' the fort down
Come up in our town and your pissin' a 4th pound!
Got 4 ounces and 3 bottle's of Jack
2 fifth's in the back and everyone I'm with's strapped!
What ever happens, I'm chin checkin' and wreckin' fools
Try disrespecting, my Smith and Wesson is endin' you!
And I ain't changed since back in the day (back in the day!)
Get your shit split quick if you get in my face! (get in my face!)
You wanna run with' the dog, better stay in your place! (stay in your playce!)
Cause your little ass name don't hold no weight! (hold no weight!)
And your little ass safe couldn't hold my cake! (hold my cake!)
Get your asks denied down the road I take! (road I take!)
And let me tell you one more thing befo' I skate! (befo' I skate!)
If you a fake or a snake, I'm a send you to your grave!

Act up, act up act
Act up, act up! Act
Act up, act up! Act
Act up and you bound to get hurt!

I'm a First Staff O-G from outta the gutter
With a fucked up demeanor for you punk mothafuckas!
Get played like some dicks who try to start ruckas
I'm a real gun busta, so don't ever try to rush us!
Can't nobody touch us! That don't leave on crutches
Or worse! Get a ride in a hurse with their bodies covered!
It's gon' be a cold summer! Soon as the Hill drops
All bullshit will stop!

A couple scums in the street, so we don't care what you bustas think
Might sink in sometime, but I won't blink!
We go against everything! Smoke all the green!
Got the low wrong, swing it ain't nothing to me!
We put it down anywhere, like it's something to see
So all you bitches goin rogue with your haters degree!
And when you wanna get loud son I'm ready to work!
Punks act up and you bound to get hurt!



All comments from YouTube:

@KRAZYGIMP66

Cypresshill never disappoints me. 🀘πŸ”₯βœŒπŸ˜ŽπŸ‡ΊπŸ‡Έ

@troysmoliak4924

This is why Cypress Hill will always be one of my favorite groups they always come with fire I've been listening since the early 90s and it feels like to me they're only getting stronger is to get older?

@Cirujan0

impresionantes !!! siempre buenos, ya con mas de 15 discos a sus espaldas y siguen siendo los numero 1 Power cypress !!!

@giancarlos119

wao cypress hill viene regalandonos lo mejor del hip hop desde los 90 y aun siguen sacando buenas canciones , i just heard this song today and its fucking good , cypress hill nunca muere !!!!!!!! saludos de LIMA PERU

@tremendomanosoelcholomayor3812

THAT RAP🎢🎡 ROCK🎸 STYLE IS UNSTOPPABLE Especially when the #1 group is Putting Out

@fagnergomes5272

Esses caras sΓ£o foda som louco tudo de bom

@wolteru1694

Cypress Hill jak zwykle bezkonkurencyjne nikt z dzisiejszych pseudo hiphopowych wykonawcΓ³w im nie dorΓ³wna. Poza tym jako fan rocka i alternatywy odnajduje siΔ™ w ichnich :D muzyce. Pozdrawiam fanΓ³w CH!

@Kajos011

Aż miło zobaczyć taki komentarz, od 30 lat czołówka

@ryandonato6194

Still rockin' the flannels like it's 1994! Love it.

@OnAComeUpChea

That’s just LA culture

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