| 歌曲 | Tequila Sunrise (Radio Edit) |
| 歌手 | Cypress Hill |
| 专辑 | Tequila Sunrise |
| Cypress Hill | |
| Miscellaneous | |
| Tequila Sunrise (radio Edit) | |
| Sen dog: pa la salud! | |
| B-real: pa la salud!... primero yo | |
| Sen dog: primero usted... | |
| B-real: *grrrrrah!* | |
| B-real and sen dog: *mexican yells* | |
| B-real: hora hora, quien está... | |
| Sen dog: cómetelo! | |
| (verse 1: sen dog) | |
| Down for my barrio, enter my villa! | |
| Tha hill called thrill, drinkin' over your area! | |
| Makin' my queso down en méxico | |
| Where the sun burns hot and then goes and downslow | |
| Got my clan tell so everythin' is well | |
| Got a villa in a mile, with the big spanish spell | |
| And let it be know, that i'm down for tha tranza! | |
| The brown rapin'hood, lookin' out for tha raza | |
| See me in my ranfla on street bala poof | |
| A can with stanboor, con crane no the loop | |
| Try to pull us up but i got my soldados | |
| Tha soul asesinos vienen preparados | |
| Tha rappers desperados, with the fool on the claro | |
| You know when we say 'get the money en tha mano! | |
| Get the cash me in the desk call up my hermano | |
| We all can jump down in the red-gusano...! | |
| Chorus: | |
| Tequila sunrise, bloodshot eyes | |
| Realize we're all born to die | |
| So get the money *edited*! | |
| (verse 2: b-real) | |
| I never knew money like this, in the palm of my hand | |
| 'til i met the man with mad hook-up, and big plan | |
| Every where you look'a, he got everybody shook up | |
| Running for cover, the big bad woof, for tha cock out | |
| He was like a father figure, show me the bigger picture | |
| That was slangin' on the corner, don't let the pigs get you | |
| Not like these fools who don't comprehend | |
| You end up doing a twenty-five bid in the pen | |
| You got that? getting your cup, i took a swig | |
| The bitter taste of the 'mezcal', free worm shhh... | |
| Droppin' a lesson, he slapped my face, he said listen | |
| Pay attention brotha, you're my ace, but don't ever question | |
| Just do what i say, and you'll be rich | |
| And keep this in your mind: rats lay in a ditch with no spine | |
| Don't ever forget that golden rule in the game | |
| Cheers, they all know your name, it's like fame | |
| Why women and money don't mix? like drinking and driving | |
| Watch those conniving women and keep your eye out | |
| Always be aware of what's around you | |
| They wanna down you, and see daekin' clown you | |
| Keep your shhh in order the money won't stop | |
| Pretty soon you'll be on top | |
| (chorus) | |
| (verse 3: b-real) | |
| Tequila sunrise, with the bloodshot eyes | |
| My, my, my, how time flies and goes by surprise | |
| My mentor passed on and passed a warn to me, emergency | |
| For my enemies who wanna murder me | |
| Eat the worm, bethler brother, while you burn, you'll be stoped | |
| Better kill me, don't let me return, *edited* | |
| Trust no man, cause i'll be back, you understand? | |
| With a plan, and my ace in hand, i want it all | |
| I recall the words from jesus, you are the juice | |
| Better go get it, don't let it get to your head, embed it | |
| Let these words stick, you better be ready to die | |
| Now take a big sip, caution it, but i never lie... | |
| (chorus) | |
| B-smooth: tequila... | |
| Sen dog: eat tha worm ese... eat tha *edited* | |
| Allways quieren ese... es como coahuila homie... | |
| (music outro) |
| Cypress Hill | |
| Miscellaneous | |
| Tequila Sunrise radio Edit | |
| Sen dog: pa la salud! | |
| Breal: pa la salud!... primero yo | |
| Sen dog: primero usted... | |
| Breal: grrrrrah! | |
| Breal and sen dog: mexican yells | |
| Breal: hora hora, quien está... | |
| Sen dog: có metelo! | |
| verse 1: sen dog | |
| Down for my barrio, enter my villa! | |
| Tha hill called thrill, drinkin' over your area! | |
| Makin' my queso down en mé xico | |
| Where the sun burns hot and then goes and downslow | |
| Got my clan tell so everythin' is well | |
| Got a villa in a mile, with the big spanish spell | |
| And let it be know, that i' m down for tha tranza! | |
| The brown rapin' hood, lookin' out for tha raza | |
| See me in my ranfla on street bala poof | |
| A can with stanboor, con crane no the loop | |
| Try to pull us up but i got my soldados | |
| Tha soul asesinos vienen preparados | |
| Tha rappers desperados, with the fool on the claro | |
| You know when we say ' get the money en tha mano! | |
| Get the cash me in the desk call up my hermano | |
| We all can jump down in the redgusano...! | |
| Chorus: | |
| Tequila sunrise, bloodshot eyes | |
| Realize we' re all born to die | |
| So get the money edited! | |
| verse 2: breal | |
| I never knew money like this, in the palm of my hand | |
| ' til i met the man with mad hookup, and big plan | |
| Every where you look' a, he got everybody shook up | |
| Running for cover, the big bad woof, for tha cock out | |
| He was like a father figure, show me the bigger picture | |
| That was slangin' on the corner, don' t let the pigs get you | |
| Not like these fools who don' t comprehend | |
| You end up doing a twentyfive bid in the pen | |
| You got that? getting your cup, i took a swig | |
| The bitter taste of the ' mezcal', free worm shhh... | |
| Droppin' a lesson, he slapped my face, he said listen | |
| Pay attention brotha, you' re my ace, but don' t ever question | |
| Just do what i say, and you' ll be rich | |
| And keep this in your mind: rats lay in a ditch with no spine | |
| Don' t ever forget that golden rule in the game | |
| Cheers, they all know your name, it' s like fame | |
| Why women and money don' t mix? like drinking and driving | |
| Watch those conniving women and keep your eye out | |
| Always be aware of what' s around you | |
| They wanna down you, and see daekin' clown you | |
| Keep your shhh in order the money won' t stop | |
| Pretty soon you' ll be on top | |
| chorus | |
| verse 3: breal | |
| Tequila sunrise, with the bloodshot eyes | |
| My, my, my, how time flies and goes by surprise | |
| My mentor passed on and passed a warn to me, emergency | |
| For my enemies who wanna murder me | |
| Eat the worm, bethler brother, while you burn, you' ll be stoped | |
| Better kill me, don' t let me return, edited | |
| Trust no man, cause i' ll be back, you understand? | |
| With a plan, and my ace in hand, i want it all | |
| I recall the words from jesus, you are the juice | |
| Better go get it, don' t let it get to your head, embed it | |
| Let these words stick, you better be ready to die | |
| Now take a big sip, caution it, but i never lie... | |
| chorus | |
| Bsmooth: tequila... | |
| Sen dog: eat tha worm ese... eat tha edited | |
| Allways quieren ese... es como coahuila homie... | |
| music outro |