Well I'm an alley cat, some say a dirty rat

On my side is my gat, see I'm all of that

Spittin' out buck shots, boy I'm gonna wet'cha

Runnin' hot, but I'm still comin' to get'cha

Thinkin' like a peace smoke, comin' on a homicide

You talkin' ***, tryna take me for a ride

I'm not a bad guy, but I'm the funky feel

Finger on the trigger with my hands upon the steel

Lettin' out a bullet, this is goin' boo-ya

You're stuck in my hood, so what ya gonna do now?

Being the hunted one is no fun

Here I come son, yo I think ya better run

Better run more, and move a little faster

Second of thought and I'm coming to blast ya

With my Sawed off shotgun, hand on the pump

Left hand on a forty, [puffin onna blunt]

Pumped my shotgun, [niggas didn't jump]

Lala la la lala la laa Comin at you like a stiff blow, fuckin up your program

Ain't takin *** from you him or no man

Master mind maniac and a menace soooo

How they want to pass sentence

All because a nigga tried to play me on the trigger

He missed, so now the nigga's pissed

Rude and crude like a pit bull, get to the point

Your fuckin card will get pulled, now

I'm headed up the river with a boat and no paddle

And I'm handin out beatdowns

I'm headed up the river with a boat and no paddle

And I'm handin out beatdowns [get your face down!]

Put me in chains, try to beat my brains

I can get out, but the grudge remains

When I see ya punk ass, I'm gonna getcha

*** do ya, shotgun go boo-yaa! Sawed off shotgun, hand on the pump

Left hand on a forty, [puffin onna blunt]

Pumped my shotgun, [niggas didn't jump]

Lala la la lala la laa Kickin that funky Cypress Hill ***

Take a lot of mental for the blunted to chill with

Cuz I'm the chill one, known to get ill one

They stepped to the Hill "What's up?", I had to kill one

Now I'm headed up the river with a boat and no paddle

And they got me on lock down

Headed up the river with a boat and no paddle

And they got me on lock down

Living like a nigga who done lost his mind

Cause I ain't goin out like a spineless jellyfish

Some say life is a bitch

Ask that punk who dug his own ditch

Out for the Hill fuckin up at a party

Tried to get funny, put a hole in his body

Lala la la lala la laaa

Look at all of those funeral cars

Cause I'mma Sawed off shotgun, hand on the pump

Left hand on a forty, [puffin onna blunt]

Pumped my shotgun, [niggas didn't jump]

Lala la la lala la laa