We Live This Shit lyrics

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Chorus (sen dog):Eastside laCypress hill all daySpark the laWe live this shitWe ? uptideGatt-blasterWeedsmokerMoneyholdersB-real:Well it's the alleycat looking for the buddhasackOn my side is my ese can't fuck with thatStarting out venom but if you wanna bill thoughCome in peace and you can come on the hill broBut if it ain't in peace bro turn it to a homicideThrow you in the trunk take a ride to the eastsideIt's a suicide when you're fucking with the hillFool drop your weapon or I'm comming for the killDuck from the gunshots that is sticking to yaStanding all alone shotgun goes boo-yaWatch it go through yaYa smelling like manureFools all bloody body chilling in the sewerEnemy's a viewer I'm sipping on caluhaSitting back chilling with my nigga sonduhlaHeading to the eastside watch your back bustaAin't no hood for you here it's all about the hustlasChorusSen-dog:Rhyme for my neighbourhoud banging out hitsFor ever backing up that cypress hill clickTo my man on the corner with the shotgunshellSinging sad songs for the ones that fellTo me it's kind of funny watching all these dummiesStraight turn tricks for the fame and the moneyWalk
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a little bold 'cause their record went goldGot him a new ride and up rid it their hoNeed this looking raw before you come actingFlexing on some brothers that is twelve times platinumCause I been thereDone thatFool check the formatSweep you and that bullshit under the doormatPut it to your grill like I don't give a damnSen dog and the hill still fucking up the programYeah y'all, that big bad cypress and perro up in that placeWhat the fuck you wanna do now huh? ChorusB-real:Kicking that funky cypress hill shitThink I blast another give them something to deal withCause I'm the ill oneOh the cap-peel oneYou comming round the hill fucking son I gotta spill oneNow I'm heading to the eastside looking for revivalLiving on the eastside fighting for survivalGotta be nifty with the han solo and trying to show yoWittnesses cause people will use it to kill your show yoOff to the stone garden you go and stay thereWhen I'm dead I'm bringing my music to play thereFor all the soldiers, moneyfolders, you're on my shouldersYou can't hold us back I'm spitting out bouldersCrushing every opponent in oppositionI know you're wishing that I would bow to submissionChorus

Writer(s): Louis M. Freeze, Senen Reyes
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