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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cypress Hill
Cypress Hill
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Louis Freese
Louis Freese
Songwriter
Senen Reyes
Senen Reyes
Songwriter
Larry Muggerud
Larry Muggerud
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Muggs
DJ Muggs
Mixing Engineer
Joe "The Butcher" Nicolo
Joe "The Butcher" Nicolo
Mixing Engineer
Jason Roberts
Jason Roberts
Engineer
Chris Shaw
Chris Shaw
Engineer
Jon Gamble
Jon Gamble
Engineer
Manuel Lecuona
Manuel Lecuona
Engineer
Andy Kravitz
Andy Kravitz
Engineer

Lyrics

(From the movie Who's the man?) You heard it on the radio you see it on the TV show A to the K? ... A to the motherfuckin' Z (B-Real) A to the motherfuckin K homeboy A to the motherfuckin K (to the what?) A to the motherfuckin K homeboy A to the motherfuckin K One, life had begun for the ruffneck Kid who was gonna put niggaz in check EIGHTEEN, G, for the green OBSCENE, and it's for the time being I'm pickin nine, hell I'm out to get mine And pick two homies, three com-bine Next thing you know, jump in the six-fo' Get out, cock the hammer, then kick down the do' A to the motherfuckin K homeboy A to the motherfuckin K (A to the K!) A to the motherfuckin K homeboy A to the motherfuckin K (motherfuckin K?!) A to the motherfuckin K homeboy A to the motherfuckin K (A to the K!) A to the motherfuckin K homeboy A TO THE MOTHERFUCKIN K (Sen Dog) Couple niggaz from the Eastside, headed EastBOUND Lookin for a pound, to haul around town Here comes a clown, I gotta hold my ground Hear the slug comin, when it come you fall down BUCKDOWN, dead sound, that's what you found That's what you get when you fuck the BROWN DOG, Sen is comin, to the mound La Vida from Cypress, rips your compound Shit gets deep, eight niggaz on the ground What do you know? What - go ah-round come around! Six for the pig, and his punk hound Hail to the king pig, or you get CROWNED Or better yet, I'll roll you up like a fat J (B-Real) A to the motherfuckin K homeboy A to the motherfuckin K (A to the K!) A to the motherfuckin K homeboy A to the motherfuckin K (motherfuckin K?!) A to the motherfuckin K homeboy A to the motherfuckin K (A to the K!) A to the motherfuckin K homeboy A TO THE MOTHERFUCKIN K It's gonna be on. it's gonna be on. (It's gonna be on. GOIN ON!) It's gonna be on. it's gonna be on. (It's gonna be on. GOIN ON!) It's gonna be on. it's gonna be on. (It's gonna be on. GOIN ON!) (B-Real) Gimme that WEED fool and all your loot too I got a nigga in the back and the blunt for your crew Loaded and cocked for any hardrock If you're takin my weed, I'm takin over your spot Keep your face down as I take your pound Don't let me see nobody get up, just hug the ground (STAY STILL) And don't make a sound As I get out the door, headed Eastbound But, why did the fool try to act brave? (act brave) Clip from the nine equals six to the grave A to the motherfuckin K homeboy A to the motherfuckin K (A to the K!) A to the motherfuckin K homeboy A to the motherfuckin K (motherfuckin K?!) A to the motherfuckin K homeboy A to the motherfuckin K (A to the K!) A to the motherfuckin K homeboy A TO THE MOTHERFUCKIN K
Writer(s): Larry Muggerud, Louis M. Freeze, Senen Reyes Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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