Put It Down

Put the pipe down, put the, put the pipe down

Put the, put the pipe down

Put ya bong down, put ya, put ya bong down

Put ya, put ya bong down

Put the blunt down, put the, put the blunt down

Put the, put the blunt down

Put ya pipe down, put ya bong down

Put ya blunt down, and listen up now

[Johnny Richter]

You know, Southern California be the home of the highest

Between the Hill and Kottonmouth, we smokin' nothin' but the fniest

The weed incredible, this an unstoppable team

We down with Cypress like our ese's be down with thirteens

Never both rights cause they simply below us

Don't mess around with street vendors, strictly go to the growers

And everybody who know us, we gettin' outta space high

They be like bye-biddy-bye-biddy-biddy-bye-bye

[B-Real]

I put the blunt down, here's the run down, by the sun down

Slide us out the joint, I'll get you high, you gon' come down

Catch a contact, homie, watch as I take hits

Show me who you know that'll take bigger vape hits

Everybody grows, let me know if you need some

Tell me what you want, you can call Dr. Greenthumb

Put the blunt down, if I'm wrong, well homie

Then I'm stoned, that's what happens when you hit the fuckin' bong, wow

Put the pipe down, put the, put the pipe down

Put the, put the pipe down, put the pipe down

Put ya bong down, put ya, put ya bong down

Put ya, put ya bong down, put the bong down

Put the blunt down, put the, put the blunt down

Put the, put the blunt down, put the blunt down

Put ya pipe down, put ya bong down

Put ya blunt down, and listen up now

[D-Loc]

Y'all motherfuckers know the deal

It's Kottonmouth Kings and Cypress Hill

Got that shit that bump, y'all know what's up

This D-Double-Dash, don't give a fuck

Got the kush wrapped up like I could kill

Don't act tough, the hood gets real

Get them backs, don't get slick

I'm feelin' kinda good and gotta itch

One more time for ya mind, here I go with my rhyme

I'm a get it from the front, you can get it from behind

Sen Dog and B-Real put it down for the Krown

Got the people shook up off the smoke from the pound

[B-Real]

Pack another bowl in the pipe if you want hell

Maybe we can lace another load, make the song sell

Let me roll this hash leaf, kush in the middle son

If you never put it in we rollin' you a little one

Dude put the brownie down, you're a fuckin' lightweight

We're smokin' at four-twenty, well you're searchin' for the right date

High when I hit it then get you hammered in a second son

Take a fuckin' hit and get in line for the second one

Put the pipe down, put the, put the pipe down

Put the, put the pipe down, put the pipe down

Put ya bong down, put ya, put ya bong down

Put ya, put ya bong down, put the bong down

Put the blunt down, put the, put the blunt down

Put the, put the blunt down, put the blunt down

Put ya pipe down, put ya bong down

Put ya blunt down, and listen up now

[Sen Dog]

So now you know, you better struggle

All you busters better hit the back door

We ain't frontin', that's what it's all about

Somebody put this gat up in this fool's mouth

[Daddy X] (Sen Dog)

Welcome to the west coast where the real tokers stay

They should rename this the cannabis state

You can't relate if you ain't from the area

We got that one-hitter quitter that'll bury ya

It get scarier when clones cross-pollenize

Hydroponics, cripnotic, supersonic, madinotic

You wake up and you still feelin' groggy yeah

Heads foggy like cereal, that's soggy yeah

You pack the bong but you can't find your lighter still

I load it twice so somebody call Cypress Hill

Sen Dog, you got a fire for a brother man

(I got some fire but your lighter's still up in ya hand)

Put the pipe down, put the, put the pipe down

Put the, put the pipe down, put the pipe down

Put ya bong down, put ya, put ya bong down

Put ya, put ya bong down, put the bong down

Put the blunt down, put the, put the blunt down

Put the, put the blunt down, put the blunt down

Put ya pipe down, put ya bong down

Put ya blunt down, and listen up now

[Sen Dog]

Hit 'em with the sick shit, just like The Misfits

Kottonmouth and Cypress Hill always kick the dope shit

Down with Daddy X, D-Loc and Johnny Richter

Southern Cali's most high, do you get the picture

We don't stop, we just keep on dumpin'

With the spit that kill, a homeboy ain't lackin' nothing

From the streets of Southie all the way to O-C

Anywhere around the world that smokes the dope weed

We got what it takes, kush bud, hash cakes

Smoke filled room when the dip takes place

I be comin' on strong, on the song like Tommy Chong

Beatin' on my chest, mad dog, King Kong

Here's another verse from the dog that came first

We comin' at you hard from the ghetto to the surf

I be putting in work so just stay up off my turf

Or I'll have your home boy straight callin' for a hearse

Put the blunt down and listen up now