Cypress Hill

Letra de Real Estate

Letras de Cypress Hill

"Real Estate"

[B-Real]
 You'll waste time to hurt her, sorta like murder
 A duck with the public's favorite rhyme order
 I ain't no waiter or hater of a spectator (kill em B-Real)
 Seekin to find the toys, with no flavor
 See I'm talkin about those whose vocals ain't comin off
 A skill to kill at will, but awfully dumb of course
 some go nut, the power of the last one
 slower, flower, blower
 Those who ain't pros I wet my stupid radio
 cause he needs a G when you listen to the vocal
 I'm not a loco but I'm lookin just til punk go OHH
 Now you can't see I'm real great?
 Check out the story to the glory of the real estate
 
 [Sen Dog]
 All these motherfuckers that wanna run up on the Hill
 Step off!  You know why?
 This shit is all about BOO-YAA cause I said step off!
 
 [B-Real]
 This is the crime you find you're not an exponent
 Doggone it, another gonna mierda on it
 Now you're wishin, fishin you could do this
 But on the strength, yo, I think you knew this
 was just like a dream, when you supreme, the king
 of a minor ?
 All for 47, swung ? eleven
 Got hit with a pitch like a bitch and went to heaven
 Weak ducks, duckin and buckin
 Sayin FUKKIT, ain't worth damn pay the ducats
 From my public, my favorite subject, I loves it
 So go 'head, talk your punk shit
 Suckers, you're nuttin, ? like a jock ?
 Crack smoker, can we adjust we choker
 Ohh, now you can't see I'm real great?
 Check out the story to the glory of the real estate
 
 [Sen Dog]
 Heh heh heh, another soft pussy motherfucker
 Another fly verse
 Straight from the deficit
 Another scripture of B-Real
 Yeah.. get funky, Real
 This is the Lower Eastside of things
 YouknowhatI'msayin?  Cypress Hill
 
 [B-Real]
 You ain't flamboyant, a toy boy on it
 Ain't paid a plot, for un-em-b-boyment
 I won't cause yo I got a lot of what I gotcha
 Plus I taught ya, the beat on the top of
 everything you know, still you can't do no
 damage or duel though aiyyo, cause our crew now
 the Real is the ?, sport and you can see this
 G-ness dialogue, of the real skiers
 I ain't nuttin like a joke, get stoned, get smoked
 and choke off, the hypes I cook off
 The dialectic, funk-elistic
 Chew slower or become another statistic
 Ohh, now you can't see I'm real great?
 Check out the story to the glory of the real estate
 
 [Sen Dog]
 Yo I told you to keep down brother
 The motherfuckers just don't learn nothin G
 Wake up Hill
 They gotta keep goin back to the old school
 So they keep goin out
 Cause they're just not Real
 Ha yeah that's right fool
 
 [B-Real]
 Yes the master pass, kick your ass
 and feel combustion, for the dope blast
 Cause you're steppin on my property, get off it G
 Get caught up, then you get shot up
 See, violators will be prosecuted
 by the reputed, undisputed, Cypress zooted
 Not so, no there's no sellout
 You ain't got enough ducats to shell out
 Well I'm in front, and yo I feel great
 Check out the story to the glory of the real estate
 
 [Sen Dog]
 Yeah, roaches come in but they don't come out G
 Don't come on the Hill
 That's right
 Get off the Real Estate
 Get off the Real Estate
 Get off the Real Estate
 Get off the Real Estate
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