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Cypress Hill, algo de rap latino haciendo nuevamente la aparicion aca en el SHOGIS | modular de memoria, extrayendo de su placa musical Black dunday hoy vamos a escuchar Lick a Shot!! !
hoy es sabadito alegre, si estan el la ciudad de Guatemala dense una vuelta por "Bichos´Bar" una cuadra abajo de la bodeguita del centro siempre sobre la 12 calle del graciosisimo centro historico de la Ciudad de Guatemala, y si dicen que van de parte del chavo que tiene internet en la montaña les regalan algo, aun no se que es, pero algo es algo...
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’oh yeah it is!’
’colour is not important.’
Lick a
shot!
’oh!’
Comin’ at ya
’fire!’

Zippedy do da, zippedy hey
Cried oh my, wanna get that
punk with my ak
And get on the way
On a mission,
puffin’ on a fat ass jay
Prude! you can’t hang
Flash
back on the skills when I used to bang
On the corner
I’ll warn ya
Gonna roll on ya
Fool
Hit ya with
a golden rule
Don’t turn your back on the street
When
I hit that corner, feel the concrete
If ya push that by
like nothin’
Watch me turn to a psycho all of a sudden
Blastin’ at these fools with a passion
Look at the glock
when it’s time for some action
Let the gatt hummm
Lick
a shot!
So I let the gatt hummm

Let the gatt
hummm
Lick a shot!
So I let the gatt hummm

Sunday morning
Wake up it’s stormin’
Raindrops
fallin’ on my head it’s pourin’
Cats an’ dogs
Pigs in
a wagon
Lookin’ for the afro - one that’s saggin’
Scooby-doo
An’ fucked down too
Ploy me
Don’t
let your punk ass try me
Gonna take more
Then you
better call your backup team
And wait for the crew
I’m
the one flippin’
Keepin’ the clip
On my hip an’
Just watch your back if you’re slippin’
Oooo
Where
did that .22
Come from
When the bullet past through my
lung
I’ve lost my breath I’m winded
I’ve been hit, by
a slug that wasn’t intended
I hear thunder
I wonder
If a nigga like me’s goin’ under
Take a number!

Let the gatt hummm
Lick a shot!
So I let the gatt
hummm

Let the gatt hummm
Lick a shot!
So I
let the gatt hummm

Had a bad dream
Woke up in a
casket
Now I can’t even get back at the bastard
Bull-shit!
This pine box
Ain’t strong enough to
contain the afro marx
Critical bell rings
Snapped out
the dream
What the fuck’s up with the funny red beam
Pointin’ at me
I got no strap g
What now: gotta
duck, they’re gonna gatt me
Bam, I feel numb
Where did
the shotgun blast come from

Let the gatt hummm
Lick a shot!
So I let the gatt hummm

Let the
gatt hummm
Lick a shot!
So I let the gatt hummm