Cypress Hill - Lil' Putos Lyrics

Complimentary "Lil' Putos" Ringtone

"Live and direct" 

One little two little three little putos 
Tried to jack me they got the boot-o 
Taking no shit when push comes to shove 
'Cause the niggas showed me no love 
Step back punk 'cause I'm a Latino 
What I bring you is the hardcore lingo 
Funky, but ya don't understand 
Now I gotta stand with the Glock in my hand 
No scope 
And there's no hope 
'Cause I'm dishin' 
Out my .45 slug and it ain't missin' 
Here it comes hissin' 
Here it comes hummin' at ya 
Now the slug is comin' at ya 

One little two little three hoodlums 
Gotta hit the ground 'cause here the slug comes 
What do you know, click clack goes the gun 
Make 'em run boy, make 'em run boy, make 'em run 

Cuando entro, loonie es el fuerte 
Speakin' to the gente 
'Cause I'm insane in the mente 
Movin' em back, click-click goes the gun 
Make 'em run boy, make 'em run boy, make 'em run 
It's no fun 
When I got to break you off some 
Of the psycobeta beatdown, boy you get done 
Serio 
Here we go 
Off for the muchacho 
Come if you really want some of the chingazo 
Me caso you don't hear this little lazo 
Cypress Hill, breaking you off a pedazo 
Humming at ya 
Don't make me come gatt ya 
Punk 'cause I still will be comin' at ya 

One little two little three hoodlums 
Gotta hit the ground 'cause here the slug comes 
What do you know, click clack goes the gun 
Make 'em run boy, make 'em run boy, make 'em run 

When I come in, kickin' with a vengeance 
Swift of the engines 
Coming like the three little indians 
Stompin' around on the ground on the plains 
'Cause a nigga like me is goin' insane 
In the brain 
So I gotta maintain 
My direction 
What I mighta gained 
Without my protection 
Not a damn thing 
So when I come just bring 
That new style, break ya off like a chicken wing 
Buckooock!! 
So you can just suck my cock 
Like a fat blunt, stoned is the way of the walk 
When I'm peepin' 
Checkin' out the punk-ass creepin' 
I let the dogs loose then I let the dogs sick 'em 
Graaah! Nigga don't make me catch ya 
Punk 'cause I still will be comin' at ya 

One little two little three hoodlums 
Gotta hit the ground 'cause here the slug comes 
What do you know, click clack goes the gun 
Make 'em run boy, make 'em run boy, make 'em run 

Complimentary "Lil' Putos" Ringtone