Luyện nghe bài hát Bump

Creep creep, I'm on the creep for the kind bud
O.C. late night, in the V-Dub
Sick of scrapin' resin so I'm for a sack
All I learn, I'll head for
BSO's got my

rip that shit, rip it
Yeah, is that 1605 shit
The real Huntington Beach backyard fuckin' style

Bump, Bump,
the sounds of the 15's while 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 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 stereo is off, I sway, push
You hear Humble Gods a mile away
All the heads are bobbin' cause the is bumpin'
D-Loc is mumblin'... (I little somethin)
then he passed me a Hornet and I took a sip
Sparked up a bowl and I took a rip,
Came to a halt at an
Turned up the at my discretion
D-Loc in the back saying, "What do I
A full of freaks just staring at me."
D-Loc was right they was in the Range
Looked my shoulder, I pulled 'em all over
got out of the car and stepped to my side
I "Hello ladies let's take a ride"
I'm Dog, that's D-Loc the man
Daddy X is the one that's the van
So climb on in and be shy
We're gonna the doors and let the games be fly
Once again I said it my S-T
It's another day of a P-T-B

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 give a fuck

Saint Dog down for the suburban pride...

And I was my life on the 9 to 5
Up in the morning trying to survive
A chump change, it's a shame with no
No inspiration, no
But now my is to do what I like
Keep the crowd moving and the mic
'cause if I don't rock it then another 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 that ring in my nose labeled 16

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

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

Bump, Bump, Bump,
That's the sounds of the 15's while they hittin' in my
Bump, Bump, Bump
We're the Kings and we don't give 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 not wooka waaka lazy
If you chill with me I'll be to... (blaze thee)
Plant you in the let you drift like a daisy
That shits in my system makes my life kinda
My momma, my poppa I I should tell them
The j got to my head, it up my cerebellum
It's about time to your math
'cause my keep bumpin' like a seismograph
See I've tripped before but like 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 eye drunk
And like Mickey Mantle, I can my stance
I'm a supercharged baller that's enhanced
My flows are soft... like I write and my lesson
And now a lyricist, poetry in
To each and to each I a commotion
smellin' money takin' off with my portion
Farewell to all and to all night
I'll ya these ????? out all night..
Wait, Wait, Wait you ????? that shit will suck you up
Get off the and rock the bump

Bump, bump, bump,
That's the sounds of the 15's they hittin' in my trunk
Said bump, bump,
We're the Kottonmouth Kings and we give a fuck!
Biatch!