I do it to ya all like in your earhole, 'cause
I'ma "Goodfella" just like De Niro, punk
I'm a ten, you just a fucking zero, huh
I get your woman off like Robbie Shapiro, what
You want jellyroll son, I'm a hero, oh
You're on your knees on my dick like a clit hoe then
You say you hate me but you follow my career though huh
Want to see a trick I make you disappear yo, yo
I make it hotter than a fuckin' inferno
Want to test you coming up shorter than DeVito
I'll scar your face when I cut you like Pacino
You gamble with your life inside of my "Casino"
Hold up I'm running shit just like Gambino
I got the hogs sweatin' more than Bob Barino
I switch tongue buenos caso me camino
Then I switch it back 'cause in that style I swing yo
Beat your head like a drum, yeah todo ritmo
I sit back simply pretend I'm regal
Slay you any style yeah whatever type of lingo
I'm a "Natural Rhyme Killer" like Tarantino, yeah

Run your mouth, with your chest out
Go get you a wreck check, dealt with real quick
All that fake tough guy shit, rough guy shit
All that rah rah shit, go get your neck slit

Call me breakin' think you know my nigga Dino
With the Ratpack nigga sipping on vino
I give it to you double XXL like Chino
I'm the eastsida who's repping Angelino's
I know you tripping but I'm due another single, ha
Treat the music like my honey gotta mingle, yeah
I'm the mushroom making people giggle
You couldn't hang with a joint from Domingo's
So, you gotta make room when you hear my jingle
Like I crack your head with the bat, big bambino style
You smoked out there in San Bernadino
We fuck shit up with the hardcore steelo
Bandito, light your lighter then a kilo
I'm megachron got you wet like a Primo
Cancerous rhyme now that you needin' chemo
Peace to my fam out in El Cerino
That's right punk, its the soul asesino
Better watch your back, who's pilin up cochinos

Keep running your mouth, with your chest out
Gone get you in a wreck check, dealt with real quick
All that fake tough guy shit, rough guy shit
All that rah rah shit, go get your neck slit

Keep running your mouth, with your chest out
Gone get you in a wreck check, dealt with real quick
All that fake tough guy shit, rough guy shit
All that rah rah shit, go get your neck slit

Killin' niggas like a Sicilian named Gino
When your numbers up all my nigga yell regal
You a fine woman, was a fine Phillipino, then
She looked good in the black Benzino, yeah
Yo' style's not yours like Doritos
With the fabulous fall just like the Beatles
Platinum dust oh now you want to sprinkle, well
I clown niggas much more than Melenko's, heh
For all the wild ones and all my vecino's
Never get your ass caught up with a stank hoe
Pussy weigh deeper than a big fucking Zinko
Don't be mad I'm looking out for my amigo
You want to copy my style go to Kinko's
Watch it I'm reload it just like Carlito
My style so dope they should label it illegal
You want beef then I call my nigga Steebo
Whip your ass up just like Niccoleo
Saying my name burst your mark like Tapatío, Punk
You can't deal with it, you can't deal with it
You can't deal with it, it's Cypress Hill with it

Keep running your mouth, with your chest out
Gone get you in a wreck check, dealt with real quick
All that fake tough guy shit, rough guy shit
All that rah rah shit, go get your neck slit

Keep running your mouth, with your chest out
Gone get you in a wreck check, dealt with real quick
All that fake tough guy shit, rough guy shit
All that rah rah shit, go get your neck slit

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Larry Muggerud, Louis M. Freeze