Hand on the Glock Songtext
von Cypress Hill

Cypress Hill
Cypress Hill
Cypress Hill
Cypress Hill


Cruising through the neighborhood
Some say I′m no good
Claimin' I′m a criminal
But let's make it understood
I'm just one man with a whole lot of homeboys (Whole lot)
You get the click in the Glock
When I pull out the chrome toy
Check me and I′ll check you back (Check you back)
Then jump back to my big Buddha
Like I′m not a bad guy
But don't take advantage
I′m throwin' out the garbage
Just show me where the can is
All I was doin′ was searching for the boom!
Then some punk tried to hit me with a broom
Lucky I ducked quick or else I'd be assed up
Last thing I wanted was have to pull the gat out
Here comes a nigga
And he′s got a .38
Well my roundhouse said
Hey yo I'm shootin' up straight

Once I put away the shotgun
Borrow me a Glock
Took a little trip to the funky weed spot
Tried to jack me but homie got shot
La-la-la-lalala-la!
Understand where I′m comin′ from
Self-defense turns to the offense (Cypress Hill)
Understand where I'm comin′ from
Self-defense turns to the offense (Cypress Hill)


Couple niggas from the Eastside
Fuckin' up ya program
No one witnessed
But they heard the gun blast
It left the problem unsolved
Now I′m gonna sum up
People gettin' hurt in the process of the come up
Gotta get with fools
That′ll wait for you to run up
Rollin' in the hood
That's already shot up
Pocket full of gats
And see if we can spot the-
Homie that′s slick
In the process of the dip
When we find this out
Gonna unload the clip!
Then take a little trip down to Rio
My neighborhood′s hot and so
I gots to go chill

'Cause I put away the shotgun
Borrow me a Glock
Took a little trip to the funky weed spot
Tried to jack me but homie got shot
La-la-la-lalala-la!
Understand where I′m comin' from
Self-defense turns to the offense (Cypress Hill)
Understand where I′m comin' from
Self-defense turns to the offense (Cypress Hill)

Kickin′ that funky Cypress Hill shit
Think I'll load a clip
Let's see if you can deal with
′Cause the bulletproof vest ain′t shit
When the infrared's
Pointin′ at your head kid
And that's just too bad yo
Now I′m headed up a river in a boat
In no paddle
Shoulda put the Glock down (Glock down)
Now they got me in lockdown
Livin' like a nigga who done lost his mind
′Cause self-defense turns to the offense
But nobody even really knows that (Knows that)
All they see is me and the gat
Up in the courtroom
Lookin' at the jury
Starin' down the punk ass
District Attorney
La-la-la-la-lala-la!
Verdict′s in
You′re not guilty as charged

When I put away my shotgun
Borrow me a Glock
Took a little trip to the funky weed spot
Tried to jack me but homie got shot
La-la-la-lalala-la!
Understand where I'm comin′ from
Self-defense turns to the offense (Cypress Hill)
Understand where I'm comin′ from
Self-defense turns to the offense (Cypress Hill)

Understand where I'm comin′ from
Self-defense turns to the offense (Cypress Hill)
Understand where I'm comin' from
Self-defense turns to the offense (Cypress Hill)

Understand where I′m comin′ from (Cypress Hill)
Understand where I'm comin′ from (Cypress Hill)
Understand where I'm comin′ from (Cypress Hill)
Understand where I'm comin′ from (Cypress Hill)