1 for trouble, 8 for the road   7 to get ready when I'm lettin' off all my load   Funk, Buddha monk, in the trunk   I got'cha, thumpin' so hard   Up and down the boulevard   I'm a natural born cap peela', strapped illa   I'm the west coast settin' it on, no one's reala'   Getcha fix of the uncut funk   A small dose of the skunk weed, like it's suppose to be   Move it up, just move it on out   What'cha talkin'bout son   I took the first shot, and it's all over now   One nation under a groove   Smoke a pound for the strict of it   Everytime I make a move   Smooth and togetha   Raw like leatha   Ain't goin' out like a punk, neva      Check it out, 1,2, Cypress groove   Check it out, 1,2, Cypress groove      It's the numba one money maker   Money take a, few steps back I'm on a plane to Jamaica   Puffin' a fat wada, talk shit   For the fool I'm thinkin' about, I got the ruff shit   Hard rock bone breaka   Stoned Raider, in the Temple of Boom   Assurt to assume   Never be lettin' shit slide, no way   Bitch niggas can hide   But, I'll find they ass some day      Check it out, 1,2, Cypress groove      Wherever you are, put'cha muthafuckin' spliff in the air   Some dogs, like you gotta pair   When I kick to the metro   Lone clip, be lookin' around   Cause this shit ain't over with yet   People can't understand my situation   Now they cought up in the Soul Assasination   Fool, just take cover, it's all over   When I break ya off a chunk of this muthafucka      Check it out, 1,2, Cypress groove   Check it out, 1,2, Cypress groove   Check it out, 1,2, Cypress groove