Cypress Hill — Marijuano Locos (Stoned Raiders) song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Marijuano Locos (Stoned Raiders)" by Cypress Hill.
Lyrics
… y que cabron… me vale… a huevo…
Tonces pues, pa mi clicka digo
La pura Cypress Hill clicka familia, pa que sebas
Muero por mi clicka, me vale madre…
Sabes que? es mi vale y mi sangre
Por eso por siempre puro Cypress Locotes
Pa que sepas!!!
Uno pal cerro, ocho pal maton
Siete pa tu muerte porque el sur es el mas chingon
No dejo de cargar mi fusca
Donde quiera que yo voy, porque me quieren quebrar
Soy el vato mas conocido, nacido bandido
Sere, no te metas conmigo
Solo ven si quieres pleito
Los putos nunca vienen nomas hablan detras
De las espaldas, saco el cuete
Porque hablas chingaderas? eh, se te acabo todo ese
Un vato muere y si tu
Quieres pedo con lo mismo quedaras en el atauld
Di que te queda, la fusca te lleva
A la muerte mas rapido si eres leva…
Una ves ese, Cypress Hill, que nos vas a hacer ah?
Cypress Hill te arrebata feria, quita feria
Viajando directo en avion a suramerica
Respirando mariguana, a 12 mil pies me eleva
A 40 mil, donde estamos?
Aterrizando en un lago, escondido y alejado
Directos al estadio, huyendo
De lugar a lugar, destruyendo…
Donde se que este es el que sigue, se enciende
Pachele, parate y dile de cual eres
Dejan a la clicka seria
Quebran perros ustedes locos en miseria
Seria mucho recivir
Cromos en el pecho y me voy a morir
Putos descancen en violencia
Eternidad so no va a parar, ja!
Pa que sepan cabrones, Cypress clicka
El vato Muggs, B-Real, Sen Perro escandaloso
Cartoon, Sick Jacken, el vato Duke
Mellow Man, so vato cabron bum bum!
Pa que sepan gueyes…
Lyrics translation
... and what a bastard ... I'm worth ... to egg…
So then, pa my clicka I say
The pure Cypress Hill clicka family, pa that sebas
I'm dying for my clicka, I'm good mother…
You know what? it's my Valley and my blood
That's why Forever Pure Cypress Locotes
Pa you know!!!
One pal cerro, eight pal maton
Seven pa your death because the South is the most chingon
I keep carrying my fusca
Wherever I go, because they want me to break
I am the most famous vato, born Bandit
Sere, don't mess with me.
Just come if you want a lawsuit.
The fuckers never come just talk behind
On my back, I pull out my pants
Why are you talking shit? Hey, you're out of that.
A vato dies and if you
You want to fart with the same thing you'll be in the coffin
Say what's left of you, the fusca takes you
To death faster if you're Cam…
Once you see that, Cypress Hill, What are you gonna do to us ah?
Cypress Hill takes away the Fair, takes away the fair
Traveling directly by plane to South America
Breathing marijuana, 12 thousand feet raises me
40 grand, Where Are we?
Landing in a lake, hidden and far away
Straight to the stadium, running away
From place to place, destroying…
Where I know this is the next one, it turns on
Pachele, stop and tell him who you are
They leave the serious clicka
You crazy dogs break into misery
It would be a lot to receive
Cards on my chest and I'm gonna die
Fucking rampage in violence
Eternity is not going to stop, ja!
For fuck's sake, Cypress clicka.
The Vato Muggs, B-Real, Sen scandalous dog
Cartoon, Sick Jacken, the Duke vato
Mellow Man, so vato cabron bum bum!
Pa they know gueyes…