B-Real - Cuban Necktie lyrics

[Verse 1] I do it to ya all like in your earhole, cuz I'm a "Goodfella" just like De Niro, punk I'm a ten, you just a f**ing zero, huh I get your woman off like Robbie Shapiro, what You want jellyroll son, I'm a hero, oh You're on your knees on my dick like a clit ho then You say you hate me but you follow my career though huh Wanna see a trick I make you disappear yo, yo I make it hotter than a f**in' inferno Wanna test you comin up shorter than DeVito I'll scar your face when I cut you like Pacino You gamble with your life inside of my "Casino" Hold up I'm runnin sh** just like Gambino I got the hogs sweatin' more than barbarino I switch tongue buenos caso mi camino Then I switch it back cuz in that style I swing yo Beat your head like a drum yeah todo el ritmo I sit back simply pretend I'm regal Slay you any style yeah whatever type of lingo I'm a "Natural Rhyme k**er" like Tarantino, yeah [HOOK] Run your mouth, with your chest out Go get you a wreck check, dealt with real quick All that fake tough guy sh**, rough guy sh** All that rah rah sh**, go get your neck slit [Verse 2] Call me breakin' think you know my n***a Dino With the Ratpack n***a sippin on vino I give it to you double XL like Chino I'm the eastsidah who's reppin Angelino's I know you trippin but I'm due another single, ha Treat the music like my honey got a wrinkle, yeah I'm the mushroom making people twinkle You couldn't hang with a joint from Domingo's So, you gotta make room when you hear my jingle Like I crack your head with the bat, big bambino style You smoked out there in San Bernadino We f** sh** up with the harcore steelo Bandito, now you're lighter than a kilo I'm megachron got you wet like a Primo Cancerous rhyme now that you needin chemo Peace to my fam out in El Cerino That's right punk, it's the soul asesino Better watch your back, who's pilin up cochinos HOOK 2X [Verse 3] k**in n***as like a Sicilian named Gino When your numbers up all my n***a yell regal You a fine woman, was a fine Phillipino, then She looked good in the black Benzino, yeah Yo' style's not yours like Doritos With the fabulous fall just like the Beatles Platinum dust oh now you wanna sprinkle, well I clown n***as much more than Milenko's, heh For all the wild ones and all my vecino's Never get your a** caught up with a stank ho p**y weigh deeper than a big f**ing sinkhole Don't be mad I'm lookin out for my amigo You wanna copy my style go to Kinko's Watch me reload it just like Carlito My style so dope they should label it illegal You want beef then I call my n***a Steebo Whip your a** up just like Niccoleo Sayin my name burst your mark like "Tapateo!", punk You can't deal with it, you can't deal with it You can't deal with it, it's Cypress Hill with it HOOK 2X