| 歌曲 | Locotes |
| 歌手 | Cypress Hill |
| 专辑 | Cypress Hill III: Temples of Boom |
| 作词 : Freese, Muggs, Reyes | |
| You don't wanna turn your back on me | |
| When you least expect it, | |
| I come with a wicked method | |
| I'm creepin' on ya, think bout your homeboys bleeding on ya | |
| It's the the locote coming out the bote | |
| I got a new jale jacking in the noche | |
| Give me your feria | |
| In your pocket or they'll carry ya | |
| Off and bury ya in the | |
| Eastside area4 and 3 and 2 and 1 | |
| The thievery don't stop 'til | |
| I get done | |
| Sometimes | |
| I don't even need my gat | |
| But shit's getting deep and | |
| I gottaBlast back 2 thievery 1 robbery 1 robbery' | |
| Cuz jacking is my hobby | |
| Give me that money, jewelry and your keys | |
| To the five-o outside on deez | |
| Later, out with the '85 | |
| MustangOne-time got me on the radar | |
| Trucha, and you don't stop 'til | |
| I'm doneNow the puercos got me on the run | |
| You don't wanna turn your back on me | |
| When you least expect it, | |
| I got your keys | |
| In my possession with my | |
| Smith an' | |
| WessonTaking out all my aggression | |
| Check it out, you're looking at the jefe | |
| Of that clique with the big bad trece | |
| I teach you a lesson, no question | |
| Get your ass out now you're passing out | |
| When you look at the cuete4 and 3 and 2 and 1 | |
| The robbery don't stop 'til | |
| I get done | |
| Some niggas do this shit for fun | |
| Now the puercos got me on the run | |
| From barrio to barrio | |
| Looking for anybody, oh | |
| CesarioHanging out with | |
| MarioLooking for a place to hide on the | |
| West sideSpank got my back over there right | |
| And it don't stop 'til | |
| I'm doneNow the one-time got me on the run | |
| One-time's not down with us | |
| Now they're lookin' for my ride, but | |
| I'm on the bus | |
| Don't turn your back on a vato like me' | |
| Cause I'm one broke motherfucka in need | |
| Desperate, what's going on in the mente | |
| Taking from the rich and not from my gente | |
| Look at that gabacho slipping borracho from the cerveza | |
| He's sipping, no me vale, madre | |
| Gabacho pray to your padre | |
| This is for the time you would give me the jale4 and 3 and 2 and 1 | |
| This ol' motherfucker, got him a gun | |
| Bla-on, took one to the kneecap | |
| Things happened so fast now | |
| I dropped my strap | |
| Now I'm about to meet my maker | |
| I thought | |
| I had it all, figured it out for the paper | |
| No longer will | |
| I be runnin' | |
| Last thing | |
| I heard was the fuckin' gat hummin' |
| zuò cí : Freese, Muggs, Reyes | |
| You don' t wanna turn your back on me | |
| When you least expect it, | |
| I come with a wicked method | |
| I' m creepin' on ya, think bout your homeboys bleeding on ya | |
| It' s the the locote coming out the bote | |
| I got a new jale jacking in the noche | |
| Give me your feria | |
| In your pocket or they' ll carry ya | |
| Off and bury ya in the | |
| Eastside area4 and 3 and 2 and 1 | |
| The thievery don' t stop ' til | |
| I get done | |
| Sometimes | |
| I don' t even need my gat | |
| But shit' s getting deep and | |
| I gottaBlast back 2 thievery 1 robbery 1 robbery' | |
| Cuz jacking is my hobby | |
| Give me that money, jewelry and your keys | |
| To the fiveo outside on deez | |
| Later, out with the ' 85 | |
| MustangOnetime got me on the radar | |
| Trucha, and you don' t stop ' til | |
| I' m doneNow the puercos got me on the run | |
| You don' t wanna turn your back on me | |
| When you least expect it, | |
| I got your keys | |
| In my possession with my | |
| Smith an' | |
| WessonTaking out all my aggression | |
| Check it out, you' re looking at the jefe | |
| Of that clique with the big bad trece | |
| I teach you a lesson, no question | |
| Get your ass out now you' re passing out | |
| When you look at the cuete4 and 3 and 2 and 1 | |
| The robbery don' t stop ' til | |
| I get done | |
| Some niggas do this shit for fun | |
| Now the puercos got me on the run | |
| From barrio to barrio | |
| Looking for anybody, oh | |
| CesarioHanging out with | |
| MarioLooking for a place to hide on the | |
| West sideSpank got my back over there right | |
| And it don' t stop ' til | |
| I' m doneNow the onetime got me on the run | |
| Onetime' s not down with us | |
| Now they' re lookin' for my ride, but | |
| I' m on the bus | |
| Don' t turn your back on a vato like me' | |
| Cause I' m one broke motherfucka in need | |
| Desperate, what' s going on in the mente | |
| Taking from the rich and not from my gente | |
| Look at that gabacho slipping borracho from the cerveza | |
| He' s sipping, no me vale, madre | |
| Gabacho pray to your padre | |
| This is for the time you would give me the jale4 and 3 and 2 and 1 | |
| This ol' motherfucker, got him a gun | |
| Blaon, took one to the kneecap | |
| Things happened so fast now | |
| I dropped my strap | |
| Now I' m about to meet my maker | |
| I thought | |
| I had it all, figured it out for the paper | |
| No longer will | |
| I be runnin' | |
| Last thing | |
| I heard was the fuckin' gat hummin' |