Put It Down

Put It Down (Feat. Cypress Hill) - Kottonmouth Kings

"lights off sh*t coming at you live and on fire

Kottonmouth kings, and cypress hill"

You know southern california be home of the highest

Between the hill and kottonmouth we smoking nothing but the finest

The w**d incredible, we unstoppable teams

We down with cypress like how essays be down with 13's

Never punk rice cause they simply below us

Don't mess around with street vendors strictly go to the growers

And everybody who know us we get outta space high

Be like by bitty bye biddy biddy byebye

Put the blunt down, here's the rundown

Riding sundown slide us out the front

Ill get you high, won't come down

Catch a contact homie watch as I take hits

Show me who you know that take ni**a vap hits

Everybody grows let me know if you need some

Tell me what you want; you can call Dr. green thumb

Put the blunt down if I'm wrong well homie then I'm stoned

That's what happens when you hit the f**king bong well

Put the pipe down, put the, put the, put the pipe down

Put the, put the, put the pipe down put the pipe down

Put your bong down, put your, put your, put your bong down

Put your, put your, put your bong down put your bong down

Put the blunt down, put the, put the, put the blunt down

Put the, put the, put the blunt down put the blunt down

Put the pipe down, put your bong down, put the blunt down

And listen up now

Y'all mother f**kers no the deal

Its kottonmouth kings and cypress hill

Gotta sip that bud, ya'll know whats up

Its d double dash don't give a f**k

Got a kush wrapped up, and I gotta kill

Don't act tough or you will get real

Nickel bags don't, be slick

I'm feeling kinda good, I got an itch

Its time for your mind

Here I go with my rhyme

I'm gonna get him from the front

You can get him from behind

Sen dog gonna be real

Putting it down for the crown

Got the people shook up

Off the smoke from the pounds

Pack another bowl in the pipe if you want hell

Maybe we can lace another load make the song sell

Let me roll this hash leaf kush in the middle son

If you never putting then we rollin' you a little one

Dude put the brownie down you f**king light weight

We smoking after 21 just searching for the right date

High, ? get you hammered in a second son

Take a f**king hit and get in line for the second one

Put the pipe down, put the, put the, put the pipe down

Put the, put the, put the pipe down put the pipe down

Put your bong down, put your, put your, put your bong down

Put your, put your, put your bong down put your bong down

Put the blunt down, put the, put the, put the blunt down

Put the, put the, put the blunt down put the blunt down

Put the pipe down, put your bong down, put the blunt down

And listen up now

So now you know, you better stop all you busts better hit the back door

We ain't fronting, that's what its all about, somebody put this gun up in his mouth

Welcome to the west coast, where the real tokers stay

They should rename this the **** state (**** state)

We can't relate if you ain't from the area

We got the one hitter quitter that'll bury ya

It gets scarier when clones cross polonaise

Hydroponic, cryptnotic, supersonic, madocnize

You wake up and you still feeling groggy yeah

Heads foggy like cereal that's soggy yeah

You pack a bowl but you can't find your lighter still

A loaded crisis somebody call cypress hill

Sen dog you got some fire for a brother man?

"I got some fire but your lighter's still up in your hand"

Put the pipe down, put the, put the, put the pipe down

Put the, put the, put the pipe down put the pipe down

Put your bong down, put your, put your, put your bong down

Put your, put your, put your bong down put your bong down

Put the blunt down, put the, put the, put the blunt down

Put the, put the, put the blunt down put the blunt down

Put the pipe down, put your bong down, put the blunt down

And listen up now

Hit 'em with a sick sh*t, just like the misfits

Kottonmouth and cypress hill, always kick the d**e sh*t

Down with daddy x, d-loc and johnny richter

Southern cali most high do ya get the picture?

We don't stop, we just keep on thumping

With the skills that kill home boy ain't lacking nothing

From the streets of ? all the way to the o.c.

Any way around the world we smoke the d**e w**d

We got what it takes, cush, bud, hash cakes

Smoke filled room when the hits take place

I becoming mad stoned on the phone with Tommy Chong

Beating on my chest mad dog, King Kong

Here's another verse from the dirt that came first

We coming at ya hard from the ghetto to the surf

I be putting in work, so just stay up off my turf

Or I'll have your homeboys straight calling for a hurst

Put the blunt down and listen up now