We Live This Shit
Cypress Hill Lyrics


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Eastside L.A., Cypress Hill all day
Spark the lah, we live this shit
Eastside L.A., Cypress Hill all day
Spark the lah, we live this shit

We Latin-thug type, gat-blasters
Weed smokers, money holders that's right
We Latin-thug type, gat-blasters
Weed smokers, money holders that's right

Well, it's the alley cat looking for the Buddhasack
On my side is my easy, can't fuck with that
Starting out venom but if you wanna bill though
Come in peace and you can come on the Hill, bro

But if it ain't in peace, bro, turn it to a homicide
Throw you in the trunk, take a ride to the Eastside
It's a suicide when you're fucking with the Hill
Fool, drop your weapon or I'm coming for the kill

Duck from the gunshots that is sticking to ya
Standing all alone shotgun goes boo-ya
Watch it go through ya, ya smelling like manure
Fools all bloody body chilling in the sewer

Enemy's a viewer, I'm sipping on Caluha
Sitting back chilling with my nigga SonDuhla
Heading to the Eastside, watch your back busta
Ain't no hood for you, here it's all about the hustlas

Eastside L.A., Cypress Hill all day
Spark the lah, we live this shit
Eastside L.A., Cypress Hill all day
Spark the lah, we live this shit

We Latin-thug type, gat-blasters
Weed smokers, money holders that's right
We Latin-thug type, gat-blasters
Weed smokers, money holders that's right

Rhyme for my neighborhood banging out hits
For ever backing up that Cypress Hill click
To my man on the corner with the shotgun shell
Singing sad songs for the ones that fell

To me, it's kind of funny watching all these dummies
Straight turn tricks for the fame and the money
Walk a little bold 'cause their record went gold
Got him a new ride and up rid it their ho

Need this looking raw before you come acting
Flexing on some brothers better twelve times platinum
'Cause I been there done that, fool, check the format
Sweep you and that bullshit under the doormat

Put it to your grill like I don't give a damn
Sen Dog and the Hill still fucking up the program
Yeah, y'all that big bad Cypress and Perro up in that place
What the fuck you wanna do now?

Eastside L.A., Cypress Hill all day
Spark the lah, we live this shit
Eastside L.A., Cypress Hill all day
Spark the lah, we live this shit

We Latin-thug type, gat-blasters
Weed smokers, money holders that's right
We Latin-thug type, gat-blasters
Weed smokers, money holders that's right

Kicking that funky Cypress Hill shit
Think I blast another give them something to deal with
'Cause I'm the ill one, oh, the cap-peel one
You coming round the Hill fucking son, I gotta spill one
Now I'm heading to the Eastside looking for revival
Living on the Eastside fighting for survival

Gotta be nifty with the Han Solo and trying to show no
Wittinesses 'cause people will use it to kill your show yo
Off to the stone garden you go and stay there
When I'm dead I'm bringing my music to play there

For all the soldiers, money folders, you're on my shoulders
You can't hold us back I'm spitting out boulders
Crushing every opponent in opposition
I know you're wishing that I would bow to submission

Eastside L.A., Cypress Hill all day
Spark the lah, we live this shit
Eastside L.A., Cypress Hill all day
And spark the lah, we live this shit

We Latin-thug type, gat-blasters
Weed smokers, money holders that's right




We Latin-thug type, gat-blasters
Weed smokers, money holders that's right

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Cypress Hill's song "We Live This Shit" depicts the dangers associated with living in their neighborhood, Eastside L.A., and the necessary precautions they take to protect their livelihood. The "Latin-thug type, gat-blasters, weed smokers, and money holders" alludes to the group's gang affiliations and how gang culture dominates their daily lives. The alley cat searching for the Buddhasack represents their quest for drugs, making it clear that their lifestyle is centered around criminality.


The second verse is more explicit about their violent tendencies, threatening to turn a situation into a homicide, highlighting the importance of carrying a weapon. When Sen-Dog raps, "Put it to your grill like I don't give a damn, Sen Dog and the Hill still f*****g up the program," he is conveying that their disregard for the law is ingrained in them, and they will always be a threat. The chorus reiterates that Cypress Hill owns their neighborhood and reinforces the idea that they are living in the moment.


The last verse is a tribute to the fallen soldiers who've lost their lives, remaining loyal to their gang lifestyle, and promising to continue the legacy of their sacrifices. Through their music, they can forever keep their names alive and honor all those who had to fight for survival. Overall, the song represents the group's reality, and their art is a reflection of their experiences.


Line by Line Meaning

Eastside L.A., Cypress Hill all day
We're representing our neighborhood and crew Cypress Hill all day, every day.


Spark the lah, we live this shit
We're smoking weed (lah) and fully immersed in this rough lifestyle.


We Latin-thug type, gat-blasters
We're Latino and involved in criminal activities like using guns (gat-blasters).


Weed smokers, money holders that's right
We smoke weed and have money; we work hard but also indulge in vice.


Well, it's the alley cat looking for the Buddhasack
I'm on the prowl for weed (Buddhasack) like an alley cat.


On my side is my easy, can't fuck with that
My friend Easy has my back; you don't want to mess with us.


Starting out venom but if you wanna bill though
We might seem dangerous, but if you come in peace, you can hang with us.


Come in peace and you can come on the Hill, bro
If you come in peace, you're welcome on the Hill (Cypress Hill's territory).


But if it ain't in peace, bro, turn it to a homicide
If you start trouble, it could lead to killing you (homicide).


Throw you in the trunk, take a ride to the Eastside
If you're causing trouble, we might kidnap you and take you to the Eastside.


It's a suicide when you're fucking with the Hill
It's like you're asking to die when you mess with Cypress Hill.


Fool, drop your weapon or I'm coming for the kill
Put down your weapon or I'll attack you (kill you).


Duck from the gunshots that is sticking to ya
Avoid being hit by the bullets that are coming at you.


Standing all alone shotgun goes boo-ya
You're vulnerable when you're alone; a shotgun blast will get you.


Watch it go through ya, ya smelling like manure
You'll be shot and dead; your body will smell like rotting organic matter.


Fools all bloody body chilling in the sewer
After you're killed, your bloody body will be dumped in a sewer.


Enemy's a viewer, I'm sipping on Caluha
I'm enjoying my drink (Caluha) while observing my enemies.


Sitting back chilling with my nigga SonDuhla
I'm relaxing with my friend SonDuhla.


Heading to the Eastside, watch your back busta
We're going to Eastside, so be careful or we'll attack you.


Ain't no hood for you, here it's all about the hustlas
This isn't a friendly neighborhood for you; only hustlers survive here.


Rhyme for my neighborhood banging out hits
I'm making music that my neighborhood loves and performs (banging out hits).


For ever backing up that Cypress Hill click
We'll always support and represent our crew, Cypress Hill.


To my man on the corner with the shotgun shell
I acknowledge and give props to my friend with a shotgun shell on the street corner (a common occurrence in rough neighborhoods).


Singing sad songs for the ones that fell
We mourn the loss of those who have died in this violent lifestyle.


To me, it's kind of funny watching all these dummies
I find it amusing to watch people act foolishly.


Straight turn tricks for the fame and the money
People do anything (even immoral acts) for fame and money.


Walk a little bold 'cause their record went gold
People get arrogant and overconfident after a successful record (going gold).


Got him a new ride and up rid it their ho
They get a new car and show off while their girlfriend is riding with them.


Need this looking raw before you come acting
You need to appear tough before acting a certain way (for example, before entering Cypress Hill's territory).


Flexing on some brothers better twelve times platinum
I'm more successful than most people (12 times platinum album sales), so don't mess with me.


'Cause I been there done that, fool, check the format
I'm experienced in this lifestyle, so don't think I'm a fool.


Sweep you and that bullshit under the doormat
I'll get rid of your lies and BS like I'm sweeping them under a doormat.


Put it to your grill like I don't give a damn
I'll put a gun to your face (grill) since I don't care about you.


Sen Dog and the Hill still fucking up the program
Sen Dog (a member of Cypress Hill) and the Hill (Cypress Hill) are still challenging authority and living their rough lifestyle.


Yeah, y'all that big bad Cypress and Perro up in that place
We're the tough guys from Cypress Hill (nicknamed Perro) and we're here to cause trouble.


What the fuck you wanna do now?
What are you going to do to stop us?


Kicking that funky Cypress Hill shit
We're performing our unique style of music (funky Cypress Hill shit).


Think I blast another give them something to deal with
I'm going to make another great song that other artists will have to compete with.


'Cause I'm the ill one, oh, the cap-peel one
I'm the sick (ill) rapper and the one who pulls the trigger (cap-peel one).


You coming round the Hill fucking son, I gotta spill one
If you come around our territory causing trouble, I'll have to shoot you (spill one).


Now I'm heading to the Eastside looking for revival
We're going to the Eastside for a fresh start and to get revitalized.


Living on the Eastside fighting for survival
We're living on the Eastside and struggling to survive in this tough environment.


Gotta be nifty with the Han Solo and trying to show no
We have to be quick and smart (like Han Solo from Star Wars) and not show any vulnerability (trying to show no).


Wittinesses 'cause people will use it to kill your show yo
We have to be crafty with our words (wittinesses) because others might use them against us and hurt our reputation (kill your show).


Off to the stone garden you go and stay there
If you're causing trouble, you'll end up dead and buried in a cemetery (stone garden).


When I'm dead I'm bringing my music to play there
Even when I'm dead, my music will still be played and enjoyed.


For all the soldiers, money folders, you're on my shoulders
I'm representing and supporting all the hustlers and wealthy people (money folders) who rely on me.


You can't hold us back I'm spitting out boulders
No one can stop us; I'm delivering powerful lines (boulders) that prove this.


Crushing every opponent in opposition
We're defeating and destroying anyone who opposes us.


I know you're wishing that I would bow to submission
Our enemies want us to surrender, but they know we won't.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: LARRY MUGGERUD, LOUIS M. FREEZE, SENEN REYES

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V-GINY

Eastside L.A.
Cypress Hill all day
Spark the lah
We live this shit
We latin-thug type
Gat-blasters
Weedsmokers
Moneyholders, that's right
Well it's the alley cat looking for the Buddha sack
On my side is my ese can't fuck with that
Starting out venom but if you wanna bill though
Come in peace and you can come on the Hill bro
But if it ain't in peace bro turn it to a homicide
Throw you in the trunk take a ride to the Eastside
It's a suicide when you're fucking with the Hill
Fool drop your weapon or I'm coming for the kill
Duck from the gunshots that is sticking to ya
Standing all alone shotgun goes boo-ya
Watch it go through ya
Ya smelling like manure
Fools all bloody body chilling in the sewer
Enemy's a viewer I'm sipping on caluha
Sitting back chilling with my nigga SonDuhla
Heading to the Eastside watch your back busta
Ain't no hood for you here it's all about the hustlas
Eastside L.A.
Cypress Hill all day
Spark the lah
We live this shit
We latin-thug type
Gat-blasters
Weedsmokers
Moneyholders, that's right
Rhyme for my neighborhood banging out hits
For ever backing up that Cypress Hill click
To my man on the corner with the shotgun shell
Singing sad songs for the ones that fell
To me it's kind of funny watching all these dummies
Straight turn tricks for the fame and the money
Walk a little bold 'cause their record went gold
Got him a new ride and up rid it their ho
Need this looking raw before you come acting
Flexing on some brothers that is twelve times platinum
Cause I been there
Done that
Fool check the format
Sweep you and that bullshit under the doormat
Put it to your grill like I don't give a damn
Sen Dog and the Hill still fucking up the program
Yeah y'all, that big bad Cypress and perro up in that place
What the fuck you wanna do now huh?
Eastside L.A.
Cypress Hill all day
Spark the lah
We live this shit
We latin-thug type
Gat-blasters
Weedsmokers
Moneyholders, that's right
Kicking that funky Cypress Hill shit
Think I blast another give them something to deal with
Cause I'm the ill one
Oh the cap-peel one
You coming round the Hill fucking son I gotta spill one
Now I'm heading to the Eastside looking for revival
Living on the Eastside fighting for survival
Gotta be nifty with the Han Solo and trying to show yo
Witnesses cause people will use it to kill your show yo
Off to the stone garden you go and stay there
When I'm dead I'm bringing my music to play there
For all the soldiers, money folders, you're on my shoulders
You can't hold us back I'm spitting out boulders
Crushing every opponent in opposition
I know you're wishing that I would bow to submission
Eastside L.A.
Cypress Hill all day
Spark the lah
We live this shit
We latin-thug type
Gat-blasters
Weedsmokers
Moneyholders, that's right



Sentinel

Eastside L.A.
Cypress Hill all day
Spark the lah
We live this shit
We latin-thug type
Gat-blasters
Weedsmokers
Moneyholders, that's right

Well it's the alley cat looking for the Buddha sack
On my side is my ese can't fuck with that
Starting out venom but if you wanna bill though
Come in peace and you can come on the Hill bro
But if it ain't in peace bro turn it to a homicide
Throw you in the trunk take a ride to the Eastside
It's a suicide when you're fucking with the Hill
Fool drop your weapon or I'm coming for the kill
Duck from the gunshots that is sticking to ya
Standing all alone shotgun goes boo-ya
Watch it go through ya
Ya smelling like manure
Fools all bloody body chilling in the sewer
Enemy's a viewer I'm sipping on caluha
Sitting back chilling with my nigga SonDuhla
Heading to the Eastside watch your back busta
Ain't no hood for you here it's all about the hustlas

Eastside L.A.
Cypress Hill all day
Spark the lah
We live this shit
We latin-thug type
Gat-blasters
Weedsmokers
Moneyholders, that's right

Rhyme for my neighborhood banging out hits
For ever backing up that Cypress Hill click
To my man on the corner with the shotgun shell
Singing sad songs for the ones that fell
To me it's kind of funny watching all these dummies
Straight turn tricks for the fame and the money
Walk a little bold 'cause their record went gold
Got him a new ride and up rid it their ho
Need this looking raw before you come acting
Flexing on some brothers that is twelve times platinum
Cause I been there
Done that
Fool check the format
Sweep you and that bullshit under the doormat
Put it to your grill like I don't give a damn
Sen Dog and the Hill still fucking up the program
Yeah y'all, that big bad Cypress and perro up in that place
What the fuck you wanna do now huh?

Eastside L.A.
Cypress Hill all day
Spark the lah
We live this shit
We latin-thug type
Gat-blasters
Weedsmokers
Moneyholders, that's right

Kicking that funky Cypress Hill shit
Think I blast another give them something to deal with
Cause I'm the ill one
Oh the cap-peel one
You coming round the Hill fucking son I gotta spill one
Now I'm heading to the Eastside looking for revival
Living on the Eastside fighting for survival
Gotta be nifty with the Han Solo and trying to show yo
Witnesses cause people will use it to kill your show yo
Off to the stone garden you go and stay there
When I'm dead I'm bringing my music to play there
For all the soldiers, money folders, you're on my shoulders
You can't hold us back I'm spitting out boulders
Crushing every opponent in opposition
I know you're wishing that I would bow to submission

Eastside L.A.
Cypress Hill all day
Spark the lah
We live this shit
We latin-thug type
Gat-blasters
Weedsmokers
Moneyholders, that's right

2019 and still here <3



All comments from YouTube:

Tekwar Hardcore

2020 and still listening to Cypress Hill - LEGENDS ^^

unCDboxing

2021 and still counting

Rogerio Gel

Esse B Real canta pra caralhoooooo pqp I Love Cypressssss Hill 🇧🇷🔥🔥🇧🇷🔥🇧🇷

-zoave -

Life is beautiful because of songs like this one. Thanks men

V-GINY

Eastside L.A.
Cypress Hill all day
Spark the lah
We live this shit
We latin-thug type
Gat-blasters
Weedsmokers
Moneyholders, that's right
Well it's the alley cat looking for the Buddha sack
On my side is my ese can't fuck with that
Starting out venom but if you wanna bill though
Come in peace and you can come on the Hill bro
But if it ain't in peace bro turn it to a homicide
Throw you in the trunk take a ride to the Eastside
It's a suicide when you're fucking with the Hill
Fool drop your weapon or I'm coming for the kill
Duck from the gunshots that is sticking to ya
Standing all alone shotgun goes boo-ya
Watch it go through ya
Ya smelling like manure
Fools all bloody body chilling in the sewer
Enemy's a viewer I'm sipping on caluha
Sitting back chilling with my nigga SonDuhla
Heading to the Eastside watch your back busta
Ain't no hood for you here it's all about the hustlas
Eastside L.A.
Cypress Hill all day
Spark the lah
We live this shit
We latin-thug type
Gat-blasters
Weedsmokers
Moneyholders, that's right
Rhyme for my neighborhood banging out hits
For ever backing up that Cypress Hill click
To my man on the corner with the shotgun shell
Singing sad songs for the ones that fell
To me it's kind of funny watching all these dummies
Straight turn tricks for the fame and the money
Walk a little bold 'cause their record went gold
Got him a new ride and up rid it their ho
Need this looking raw before you come acting
Flexing on some brothers that is twelve times platinum
Cause I been there
Done that
Fool check the format
Sweep you and that bullshit under the doormat
Put it to your grill like I don't give a damn
Sen Dog and the Hill still fucking up the program
Yeah y'all, that big bad Cypress and perro up in that place
What the fuck you wanna do now huh?
Eastside L.A.
Cypress Hill all day
Spark the lah
We live this shit
We latin-thug type
Gat-blasters
Weedsmokers
Moneyholders, that's right
Kicking that funky Cypress Hill shit
Think I blast another give them something to deal with
Cause I'm the ill one
Oh the cap-peel one
You coming round the Hill fucking son I gotta spill one
Now I'm heading to the Eastside looking for revival
Living on the Eastside fighting for survival
Gotta be nifty with the Han Solo and trying to show yo
Witnesses cause people will use it to kill your show yo
Off to the stone garden you go and stay there
When I'm dead I'm bringing my music to play there
For all the soldiers, money folders, you're on my shoulders
You can't hold us back I'm spitting out boulders
Crushing every opponent in opposition
I know you're wishing that I would bow to submission
Eastside L.A.
Cypress Hill all day
Spark the lah
We live this shit
We latin-thug type
Gat-blasters
Weedsmokers
Moneyholders, that's right

[Mex]Cucaracha

Good work, pretty good

FOSI JC

Estas rolas oi creciendo y vivire y morire escuchandolas!

Jukka Tumala

2021 still listening REAL hiphop - OG Cypress Hill 6/5 no doubtz🔥🔥

リンカーンΔίηΞΦλη

Skull & Bones , Till death us part são os melhores Albuns de Cypress Hill

Cleidson Barros

Marcou minha época, os.melbores.

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