Luyện nghe bài hát Bong Tokin' Alcoholics

My mission the of the dishin' out for facts
'cause when I'm dimin' my rhymin' slacks, never lacks
So get back to the and face it
The American dream ain't it seems
With lies they've it
you taste it?
See they baste it in an imitation
We've ate it and realized not nature to mother
like no other
Man big brother

The Kottonmouth King
Are you blind or
Are you blind to the
You think this system
That this society any other color other than green?
Well all slave driven'
The of ownership in America
Properting is
How we ?

The tokin' alcoholics
The tokin' alcoholics
The bong tokin'
The bong tokin'

bent every night is the thing we do
I get up every day in the
I out the bed on the way to the shower
I gotta hurry up I got a in a hour
Well I call my boy X on the shower
"What's up, Man, I'm stoned alone
By the way I got the on wait
up the krew, hook it up. Late."
I up with X and gave my boys a holla
picked up said, "What's up balla?"
Just drop in a dime and tell him this party
There'll be a lotta beer and some hotties
I'll call let him know the plan
And we'll through in the nitrate van
take a road trip, 40 sip on the way
Oh yeah X through with some freaks from the Bay

tokin' alcoholics
The Kottonmouth is what we call it
The bong alcoholics
back I'm bout to crack
it!

The bong alcoholics
The tokin' alcoholics
The tokin' alcoholics
The tokin' alcoholics

Now we drank up a fifth and to spark the bowl
Humble Gods on the radio real low
I reach the back and pull out the 64
I took it to the head a mothafuckin' pro
Yo, drink got me on tilt
Ya better sit down 'cause you to spill
Now we approach up on the corner of the party
I'm down a tall one, i get buzzed, a duty
Conversation with the krew, I you knew to pass the brew
that kind of breeze, Saint your ass is through
Break out the beer bong man I wanna get
'cause drinkin' out the is just so overrated
well well, grab the 22 and fill it up with Mickeys
Now what's up you drunk bitch? You on my Dickies
boost up the bass, and go easy on the treble
And let 'em all that we some psycho rebels
our pants saggin', skates in our hand
With our pants saggin', in our hand
With our pants saggin', skates in our
Now we're rollin' 3 and we don't give a damn

Bong tokin'
The Kottonmouth tilt is what we it
The tokin' alcoholics
Step back I'm to crack
it!

The bong alcoholics
The tokin' alcoholics
The bong alcoholics
The bong alcoholics..

I got the blunts and I got the
Daddy X hit and skids in the rear view
We up to the spot, the keg's our destination
'cause local parties is a nightly occupation
I feel too ripped, I a finger in my back
"Hey I like your shirt", yeah I see it is quite
But no time to mack 'cause Saint's as hell
He was standin' on the and he started to yell
"All the freaks up in the
Move around and shake your
And if you're down the boys of P-Town
see somebody get naughty
Is the west in the house?
Well it up, pick it up, pick it up!"
Well get naughty they did and these girls start to
freakin' on my shit and her boyfriend tried to trip
I said "You shit, punk? Let's step outside"
He put his up, I put em on his eye
He got a left to the cheek, skateboard to the
I busted out the _ and took his home

tokin' alcoholics
The tilt is what we call it
The bong alcoholics
Step I'm bout to crack
it!
The bong alcoholics
The bong tokin'
The bong tokin'
The tokin' alcoholics