Want Go Around Come Around Lyrics by Cypress Hill

Want Go Around Come Around Lyrics

    Come on come on
    (time for some action)
    yeah yeah
    (time for some action)
    Come on come on
    (time for some action)
    yeah yeah
    (time for some action)
    Come on come on

    Drunk ass fool
    just a punk ass
    gonna cause trouble
    yeah let me burst that bubble
    in a hurry
    I ani't happy
    so worry
    what's a judge
    and a punk ass jury
    homeboy
    Should I'm done to go home
    but ya got caught up inside the cyclone
    If I go home
    I'll get slopped and stoned
    When I disconnnect that
    fuckin neck bone
    WATA!
    Then ya get the kick to jaw kid
    And I rip out ya eyelids
    So you can see
    The head nigger at it
    killa
    Commin when I break on the static

    What go around come around, kid (go around)
    What go around come around (go around)
    What go around come around, kid (go around)
    What go around come around (go around)
    What go around come around, kid (go around)
    What go around come around (go around)
    What go around come around, kid (go around)
    What go around come around

    Shit
    I get real shit
    yo shit
    can ya feel it
    Carbon copy come steal it
    The gatt I conceal it
    Under my jacket
    Oh where oh where
    Do ya think I pack it
    Under my belt
    when the cards get dealt
    to all the players
    And though the punk ass fakers
    just come
    And ya get the high pitched humm
    Make ya understand where I'm from
    The eastside brown
    kid looks around
    Put's down tump
    it must fall down
    It's on
    when ya wanna take my pound
    punk
    what go around come around

    What go around come around, kid (go around)
    What go around come around (go around)
    What go around come around, kid (go around)
    What go around come around (go around)
    What go around come around, kid (go around)
    What go around come around (go around)
    What go around come around, kid (go around)
    What go around come around

    (time, time for some action)
    check me and I'll check you back
    (time, time for some action)
    check me and I'll check you back

    When they come
    with the staic cling
    it's not thing
    Make ya sing the blues
    like B.B. King
    I got the roughneck scales
    To give awhile
    Like a voodoo child
    Nuthin but style
    Take it
    But you can see the black glock clickin
    Point my gatt
    at the punk ass victims
    Step up
    Or you can step back
    though the doors
    You can bring it on
    if ya wanna come get yours
    But ya betta look ova ya shoulda
    Cuz a loss of blood gets the body much colder

    What go around come around, kid (go around)
    What go around come around (go around)
    What go around come around, kid (go around)
    What go around come around (go around)
    What go around come around, kid (go around)
    What go around come around (go around)
    What go around come around, kid (go around)
    What go around come around

    (time, time for some action)
    check me and I'll check you back
    (time, time for some action)
    check me and I'll check you back
    (time, time for some action)
    check me and I'll check you back
    check me and I'll check you back

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