Luyện nghe bài hát Bump

Creep creep, I'm on the creep for the kind bud
O.C. late night, rollin' in the
of scrapin' resin so I'm lookin' for a sack
All I learn, head for burn
BSO's got my

Better rip shit, rip it
Yeah, this is 1605 shit
The real Huntington Beach backyard garage style

Bump, Bump,
That's the sounds of the 15's while they hittin' in my
Bump, Bump, Bump
We're the Kottonmouth Kings and we give a fuck

Well I'm that pig that the bitches talk
Saint's what shout, you got all the clout
A day in the life of a Kottonmouth
1605... (fool me the bing)
Now the is off, I sway, push play
You hear Humble Gods from a away
All the heads are bobbin' cause the bass is
D-Loc is mumblin'... (I little somethin)
Well then he passed me a and I took a sip
Sparked up a bowl and I a rip, trip
to a halt at an intersection
Turned up the at my discretion
D-Loc in the saying, "What do I see?
A jeep full of freaks staring at me."
was right they was in the Range Rover
Looked my shoulder, I pulled 'em all over
They got out of the car and to my side
I said "Hello let's take a ride"
I'm Saint Dog, D-Loc the man
Daddy X is the one that's the van
So climb on in and be shy
We're close the doors and let the games be fly
Once I said it my name's S-T
It's just day of a P-T-B

Bump, Bump,
That's the sounds of the while they hittin' in my trunk
Bump, Bump, Bump
We're the Kottonmouth Kings and we don't give a

Dog putting down for the suburban pride...

And I was livin' my on the 9 to 5
Up early in the trying to survive
A chump change, it's a shame no education
No inspiration, no
But now my occupation is to do what I
Keep the crowd and rock the mic
'cause if I don't rock it another sucker will
And if you don't it then I can't pay the bill
Trip Daddy X threw me out on (Hey!)
Saint represent for the under age
Same damn year, my is up in rays
Got ring in my nose labeled 16 gauge

Nah, Saint Dog, I ducks with a 12 gauge
And when I'm on the stage, yes I get get blazed
Get me on the court my will put you in amaze
T-T-T-Tickin a all day

Bump, Bump, Bump,
That's the sounds of the 15's while hittin' in my trunk
Bump, Bump, Bump
We're the Kottonmouth Kings and we don't a fuck

Bump, Bump, Bump,
That's the of the 15's while they hittin' in my trunk
Bump, Bump, Bump
We're the Kottonmouth Kings and we don't a fuck

Bump, Bump, Bump,
That's the of the 15's while they hittin' in my trunk
Bump, Bump, Bump...

D-Loc's on the rip rip's it up!

the unpolitical, psychoanalytical
Undefeated champ that will stick you
My style is crazy not waaka lazy
If you with me I'll be sure to... (blaze thee)
you in the ground let you drift like a daisy
That shits in my system makes my life hazy
My momma, my poppa I think I tell them
The j got to my head, it up my cerebellum
about time to compute your math
'cause my beats bumpin' like a seismograph
See I've before but never like this
to my mind put my brain on a bliss
I won't fake the funk when I smokin' on da
That 40 bowl evil get my pink eye
And like Mickey Mantle, I can switch my
I'm a supercharged that's electrically enhanced
My are silky soft... like I write and my lesson
And now a lyricist, poetry in
To and to each I cause a commotion
Cops smellin' takin' off with my portion
to all and to all good night
I'll ya these ????? out all night..
Wait, Wait, Wait you said ????? shit will suck you up
Get off the and rock the bump

Bump, bump, bump,
That's the sounds of the 15's while hittin' in my trunk
bump, bump, bump
We're the Kings and we don't give a fuck!
Biatch!