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' Get'cha 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 got the first shot, and it's all over now, one nation under a groove Smoke a pound for the strict of it, every time 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 takea, 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, a*sert to a*sume Never be lettin' shit slide, no way Bitch niggas can hide but, I'll find they a*s some day Check it out, 1, 2, Cypress groove Wherever you are, put'cha muthaf**kin' 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 caught up in the Soul a*sa*sination Fool, just take cover, it's all over When I break ya off a chunk of this muthaf**ka Check it out, 1, 2, Cypress groove Check it out, 1, 2, Cypress groove Check it out, 1, 2, Cypress groove