Boom biddy bye bye   Boom biddy bye bye      Step back as I'm kicking up dust   For a while   As I put mothafuckas to rest   And pull their files      Out from the cabinet   With the picture   Get the 45 and settle it   With this punk nigger      Slow your roll   As I take control   Take your toke from the Indo'   Then hit and hold      Now let it out   How you feel when the herb   Got you by the balls   And you're coughing up a lung anyhow      You can't shake   That nigger that's gonna brake   Fool   On any one member of your bitch crew      As I pull the trigger   On my nine   Say goodnight nigger   Boom biddy bye bye      Boom biddy bye bye   Put your ass on the floor an' don't ask why   Boom biddy bye bye   I put my Glock to your dome and you started to cry   Boom biddy bye bye   Any last prayers before you die   Boom biddy bye bye   Rock - a - bye nigga boom biddy bye bye      You ain't never caught a rabbit   So you ain't no friend of mine   It's a habit   Barkin' up your tree with my nine      Keep your bitch on a leash or at home   A nick knack   Paddywack   Give the dog a bone   The raw dog   Fuck a law dog   Still handin' out beat - downs wit' my sawed - off   'Cause a every now and then I got to knuckle up   Buckle up   Chin checking   It's on I reckon   It's the wild wild west   Get your 40 and your blunt and your Glock and your bulletproof vest   Let me guess   Everybody wanna test   Everybody burning up, gonna get burned like Ses   Laudy daudy   We're fucking everybody   Boom biddy bye   Sing the lullaby   In the party      Boom biddy bye bye   Put your ass on the floor an' don't ask why   Boom biddy bye bye   I put my Glock to your dome and you started to cry   Boom biddy bye bye   Any last prayers before you die   Boom biddy bye bye   Rock - a - bye nigga boom biddy bye bye      Yes yes ya'll   To the beat ya'll   Watch a punk slipin' see the pouta fall   I'm buck - loody   Looking for the nigga who wanna cut me   'Cause the nigger gets so funky   Fool I'm the one   From   The big bad Cypress Hill clique, a   Number one son of the funk freaka   Yes yes ya'll   I'll be the one with the mad Buddha blast ya'll   Comin' from the west ya'll   But I figure   You'd cry like a bitch   Don't twitch   'Cause I just might pull the trigga   Now lay down   Stay down   Don't move a muscle if you see your homeboy's brains on the ground   Don't fuck don't say nothin'   You fuck around and I might get ragamuffin   Boom biddy bye bye   Line up on the floor now you' all gonna die      Boom biddy bye bye   Put your ass on the floor an' don't ask why   Boom biddy bye bye   I put the Glock to your dome and you started to cry   Boom biddy bye bye   Any last prayers before you die   Boom biddy bye bye   Rock - a - bye nigga boom biddy bye bye      Boom biddy bye bye   Put your ass on the floor an' don't ask why   Boom biddy bye bye   I put the Glock to your dome and you started to cry   Boom biddy bye bye   Any last prayers before you die   Boom biddy bye bye   Rock - a - bye nigga boom biddy bye bye      Boom biddy bye bye   It's time to die   Boom biddy bye bye   Time to say good - bye      Boom biddy bye bye   Now it's time to die   Boom biddy bye bye   Now it's time to die