Boom Biddy Bye Bye Fugees Remix Lyrics by Cypress Hill

Boom Biddy Bye Bye Fugees Remix Lyrics

    [Wyclef] Refugee camp, with Cypress Hill
    [B-Real] Yo, bringin it on
    [Wyclef] Cubans meet the Haitians
    Perfect combination, check it

    Verse One: Wyclef, B-Real

    [Wyclef] You say guns
    [B-Real] I say pistolas
    [Wyclef] Well if you got beef son
    [B-Real] Callate la boca
    [Wyclef] Go meet me on the island where the Cubans meet the Haitians
    [B-Real] A bullet beats the verbal lyrical assassination
    [Wyclef] From L.A. to Brooklyn why you doin all that talkin
    [B-Real] Think you got a soul but you're a Dead Man Walking
    [Wyclef] Yo toast the host from coasts' we boast
    When we meet again, I will be Casper that Friendly Ghost
    [B-Real] You'll hear shots, like the show Cops
    Things are still the same, I'm still growin crops
    [Wyclef] Wyclef with B-Real, let me build better yet
    [B-Real] Killa bee kill
    [Wyclef] Yo B-Real watch your grip

    Chorus: B-Real, Wyclef, Lauryn Hill

    [B-Real] Hi, boom biddy bye bye
    [Lauryn Hill] Ahhhahhh, ahhhahhh
    [Wyclef] You open up your eyes you'll be the next one to die
    [Lauryn Hill] Ahhahhhh, ahhhahhh
    [B-Real] Boom biddy bye bye
    [Lauryn Hill] Ahhahhhh, ahhhahhh
    [Wyclef] Ohh as simple as they come as as simple as they die
    [Lauryn Hill] Ahhahhhh, ahhhahhh
    [B-Real] Boom biddy bye bye
    [Lauryn Hill] Ahhahhhh, ahhhahhh
    [Wyclef] Yo who told the boyy, to pack a forty-five
    [Lauryn Hill] Ahhahhhh, ahhhahhh
    [B-Real] Boom biddy bye bye
    [Lauryn Hill] Ahhahhhh, ahhahhhh
    [Wyclef] Now he rest in the place that they call paradise

    Verse Two: B-Real, Wyclef

    Fools run up, but they've never seen the last
    Spread your last lyrics get broken like glass
    Can he pass or does he posess the will
    Or does he need to create to keep him straight on the real
    Punks are broken some dey fall off the ledge
    Refugee Camp bringin it straight over the edge

    You duck as I fluff the feathers from ya skin
    How ya gonna win that's like Satan without no sin (without no sin)
    They'll never happen while I'm rappin I be watchin
    The Philistines, creepin up in Manhattan
    The sun turn up though Wyclef produce a track with Muggs
    But there's no survivors, they all died in the flood

    Chorus

    Verse Three: Wyclef, B-Real

    Yo, once a child, twice a villain
    If this was drugs I'd make a million off this combination
    They say you'redope Clef you're dope so they offer me sess and beer
    Beware, you pull your wallet Mr. Thief stares
    The opposite direction of the room, he pulled his gun and said
    I'm doomed join the son of man in the tomb

    I see the soldiers, comin from out the shadows
    Ready for battle, ain't trying to hear the baffled
    Warriors lined up in full war gear
    In it to win it if it goes on for years
    Dedicated to the stable of the Assassins
    Revolutionaries, just bring on the action

    Chorus

    [WYCLEF]
    Soldier man
    Rewind selector soldier man
    Refugee soldier man
    Brooklyn soldier man
    L.A massive soldier man
    New Jersey massive soldier man
    Uptown massive soldier man
    Long beach massive soldier man
    You know the whole world watches soldier man

    Boom biddy bye bye open up ya eyes you'll be the next one to die.......

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