Key: C major•
Verse 1
Ignite us, lay 'em down and low
Get higher, kush is all that we smoke
You dyin', I thought I told ya before
Verse 2
Ignite us, lay 'em down and low
Get higher, kush is all that we smoke
Verse 3
You dyin', I thought I told ya before
Kush we blow is getting me high
Bless my soul, time flies by
Chasin' that dough is getting me high
Verse 4
Bm
We ride high on the flow with the drummer son
Inhale exhale hit another one
Breathe in breathe out
Another summer son
Smoke 'em out understand
where I'm coming from
Verse 5
When the smoke clears all your shit is mine
Big thanks, big moves steady poppin' up
Like the cork in the bottle,
under 30 though
We unstoppable
All you bitches gotta go
Any audible you call is comical
Verse 6
Ignite us, lay 'em down and low
Get higher, kush is all that we smoke
You dyin', I thought I told ya before
Verse 7
Ignite us, lay 'em down and low
Get higher, kush is all that we smoke
Verse 8
You dyin', I thought I told ya before
Bm
(Oh oh yeah)
(Oh oh yeah)
Verse 9
wicked idle styles
that I rip all day
Caught on the park got the
kush one day
Flippin' up the cops
Verse 10
'Cause I just got made
Legendary figures run
deep protection
Distribution network is endless
Won't pay good money
for these sentences
Verse 11
Messages that reaches the masses
cannabis and hashish
Getting money and my roll on
Take a plane, life is so bomb
Cypress Hill dwells amongst
the highest
And you be hooked since the
Verse 12
first time you try it
Bm
(Oh oh yeah)
Verse 13
Ignite us, lay 'em down and low
Get higher, kush is all that we smoke
You dyin', I thought I told ya before
Verse 14
Ignite us, lay 'em down and low
Get higher, kush is all that we smoke
Verse 15
You dyin', I thought I told ya before
Bm
(Oh oh yeah)
The weak die fast The strong live hard
Verse 16
Bm
And
we're about to get it on
son in every regard
I don't even know the meaning of quit
You ain't shit, you ain't fit
You can't flip, you can't spit
Verse 17
When the club jumps you can't sit
you can't get
You need a little heart but you thin man
Got you on the yellow brick looking
for the wizard like tin man
Been in the game call me MVP
All your friends come with me to the VIP
Verse 18
and hold those G's
And all the birds in the flock
distract referees
We blow out like a thief in the middle
of the night, game so tight
Can't understand how they
make on tight
The Hill on the other hand feels so right
Just might hit your block
and change your light
Let's go
Verse 19
Ignite us, lay 'em down and low
Get higher, kush is all that we smoke
You dyin', I thought I told ya before
Verse 20
Ignite us, lay 'em down and low
Get higher, kush is all that we smoke
You dyin', I thought I told
ya before
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