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cypress hill – scooby doo lyrics

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scooby doo, y’all
scooby dooby doo, y’all

scooby doo, y’all
scooby dooby doo, y’all

scooby doo, y’all
scooby dooby doo, y’all

i remember the time them n-gg-s tried to get me
(i ain’t havin’ it)
throw your hands in the air, the hill’s live and direct, see
so let me put my clip in, watch this n-gg- start flippin’
my, why must they always be trippin’?

shut up, what up, fool tried to nut up
dropped the gat, riccocheted, the fool got cut up
(why’d you drop the gat, g?)
i got hit from behind
now a n-gg- like me, i gotta go for mine

bring it on, bing, make ya bells ring
when ya hit that pavement, what a feeling
it’s on, cracked like a baseball bat
oh sh-t, out the boot came a gat

pointed the n-gg- said, “you’re through”
(aimed)
scooby doo, ’cause i had a boy too

scooby doo, y’all
scooby dooby doo, y’all

scooby doo, y’all
scooby dooby doo, y’all

scooby doo, y’all
scooby dooby doo, y’all

i remember the time them n-gg-s tried to get me
(i ain’t havin’ it)
throw your gats in the air if you wanna come test me
so let me just run through, as i pull out my scooby doo
i get the chills when i see that dead man’s crew

i got to get up, let’s go head up, dead up
i’m loc’ed like that, punk, that’s why you’re gettin’ wet-up
want me to let up, but i ain’t tryin’ to hear that
bullsh-t cryin’, punk, let me just clear that

buck a shot, lick a two shot, lick a three shot
ran out of ammo, d-mn, i ain’t tryin’ to get got
two n-gg-s standin’, dirty under-handed
lighter shade of fire, check my slug expanded

now tell me what the f-ck are you gonna do
when i pull out my scooby doo?

scooby doo, y’all
scooby dooby doo, y’all

scooby doo, y’all
scooby dooby doo, y’all

scooby doo, y’all
scooby dooby doo, y’all

take a good look ’cause this is the last time you’re gonna see
fat bell like this again, you fat piece a chit
kid muchacho, muchacho kid, get flabby
(oh, choot that piece a chit)
you f-ckin’ lobsta piece a chit, i’ll stomp you like a duck

and you, you with your little happy chain of lighters
you wanna f-ck with me, you f-ck with the best
and you you with the burly haircut, the stawberry quik guy
you around the way, main, i know where you at



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