Real Thing

Lyrics
[Verse 1: B-Real] It's time I came to get mine Runnin through the hoods with the hand on the nine Why do the pigs come Bring your ass on Cross the line so I can get the blast on Oh shit I'm empty but I've got a shank to the side So don't even tempt me Runnin the program Cypress Hill on the real With the Pearl Jam and I'm packing the steel Don't come my way 'cause it only takes one minute To reach for the AK then why what you gonna do now Nowhere to run when my dog's on the prowl Growling howling, give it up punk You might wanna throw the towel in I'm not doing the ill thing 'Cause ain't nothing like the real thing [Hook] It ain't nothing like the real thing It ain't nothing but the real It ain't nothing like the real thing It ain't nothing but the Hill [Verse 2: Sen Dog] Keep me a tazer up in the blazer And a black nine by the waistline Never know when someone will test ya Let you know I got mine by my body, yes y'all I'm the victim that became the attacker Have my little friend waitin' for the carjacker That I won't do anything for the looper When I've reached the Hill I strap when I swoop [Verse 3: B-Real] Click click bang bang 'Cause it ain't no thang when I hang with Stone And I kick that funky slang You've got to do the funk when I've got to do the ill thing Cuz ain't nothing like the real thing
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Credits
- Producers
- Pearl Jam
- Cypress Hill