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
got my back

Better rip shit, rip it
Yeah, this is that shit
The real Huntington backyard fuckin' garage style

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

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

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

Saint Dog putting down for the pride...

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

Nah, Dog, I hunt ducks with a 12 gauge
And when I'm on the stage, yes I get get blazed
Get me on the court my skills put you in amaze
a twine 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 and we don't give a fuck

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

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

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

the unpolitical, psychoanalytical
Undefeated champ that stick you fool
My style is not wooka waaka lazy
If you chill with me be sure to... (blaze thee)
Plant you in the ground let you drift like a
That shits in my system makes my life kinda
My momma, my poppa I think I tell them
The j got to my head, it fucked up my
It's time to compute your math
'cause my keep bumpin' like a seismograph
See I've tripped before but never this
to my mind put my brain on a bliss
I won't fake the when I smokin' on da skunk
That 40 bowl evil get my pink eye
And Mickey Mantle, I can switch my stance
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 money takin' off with my portion
Farewell to all and to all good
leave ya these ????? out all night..
Wait, Wait, Wait you said ????? that shit suck you up
Get off the ????? and rock the

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