Stoned Raiders

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