Tú No Ajaunta (Checkmate) - Cypress Hill

Ahi vamos caballero, ese el negro lo correcta

No me llames policia porque nada te protecta

Empina ese pie, persina mas un poquito

Con el perro a hueso yo lo necesito

Si estas a 5 pies de mi, yo te lo quito

Pido la espalda, tas ahi?

un payasito

Te tumbo, como un control remado

Te persigo y te sigo y te meto como un palo

Juntando raperos como modos en la mesa

Sopresa, te rompi la cabeza

Te pongo a dormir, con abrazo de pescueso

No me importa lo que tengo que hacer, yo hago queso

Pasele, cuidado con mi estilo

Te mato bien matado, ya dormi un ratico…

Chorus x2:

(checkeame tu!) te cuelgo alto

Tenemos lo que suena, vente y te parto

Tira la bala de la loma con la bomba

(checkeame tu!) ten cuidado que no te rompa…

Mira mira, ten cuidado, ponte en fila

Matando raperos y quitandote la vida

Me llevo la tuya, simple, no vales nada

El ultimo imagen que ves, es mi cara

Si quieres la bomba namas llamenme a mi Cypress hill vive, siempre tamos aqui

Corriendo el juego con el mismo fuego

Quemando los demas, tirandolo en el hueco

Ya despues que queme, yo bajo la llama

Corre, escondete bajo la cama

No te hagas bobo, mi juego apretado

Listo, preparado, como un soldado

Te corto tan malo tu madre ni te conoce

A cuantos se lo hice?

tengo mas que 12

No juegues conmigo, tengo dedo cuete

Ten mucho cuidado o esta en la muerte

Pego duro, tan duro que tu no sabes

Cuando suene la campana eres uno de mis esclaves…

Chorus

Voy a patear (uhh!) como un sonero

Dame mi dinero, lo meto de mal empleo

Y nadie ha venido a mi Hablando del oeste, largo de aqui

So como quieras

Y no me importa a que grupo tu perteneces

No venga por aqui hablando tierra ese

Como les tumbo pandilleros, se derriten como hielo

Les gusta hablar mucho pero no tienen huevos…

Mis negros estan en juego, no te recuerdas

Haciendo los shows rapeando contra cualquiera

Fuerte con estilo que gente ni sabia

Mira que matamos a muchos ese dia

No tenian chance, los desvaratamos

Y hasta este dia todavia melozamos

Vete pa tras, negro te doy patadas

No vale na, dale con la mota

Te rompo la quijada, estoy en tu ciudad

Si tienes una esposa la dejo viuda…

Chorus

There we go gentleman, that the black one is correct

Do not call me police because nothing protects you

Raise that foot, persina more a little

With the dog to the bone I need it

If you're within 5 feet of me, I'll take it from you

I ask for the back, are you there?

a little clown

I knock you down, like rowed control

I chase you and I follow you and I put you like a stick

Gathering rappers like modes on the table

Surprise, I broke your head

I put you to sleep, with a neck hug

I don't care what I have to do, I make cheese

Pass him, be careful with my style

I killed you well, I already slept for a while...

Chorus x2:

(check me you!) I hang you high

We have what sounds, come and I'll break you

Throw the bullet off the hill with the bomb

(check me you!) be careful not to break…

Look look, be careful, get in line

Killing rappers and taking your life

I'll take yours, simple, you're worth nothing

The last image you see is my face

If you want the pump namas call me at my Cypress hill lives, we are always here

Running the game with the same fire

Burning the rest, throwing it in the hole

Already after it burns, I under the flame

Run, hide under the bed

Don't be silly, my tight game

Ready, set, like a soldier

I cut you so bad your mother doesn't even know you

How many did I do it to?

I have more than 12

Don't play with me, I have a cuete finger

Be very careful or you are in death

I hit hard, so hard that you don't know

When the bell rings you are one of my slaves...

Chorus

I'm going to kick (uhh!) like a sonero

Give me my money, I put it in a bad job

And no one has come to me Speaking of the west, get out of here

I am as you want

And I don't care what group you belong to

Don't come around here talking about that land

As I knock them gangbangers down, they melt like ice

They like to talk a lot but they don't have balls...

My blacks on stake, don't you remember

Doing the shows rapping against anyone

Strong with style that people didn't even know

Look we killed many that day

They had no chance, we devastated them

And to this day we still rock

Go back, black I kick you

It's not worth it, hit it with the weed

I break your jaw, I'm in your city

If you have a wife, I leave her a widow...

Chorus