Luyện nghe bài hát Bump

Creep creep, I'm on the creep for the kind bud
O.C. night, rollin' 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' garage

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

Well I'm that pig that the bitches talk
Saint's they shout, you got all the clout
A day in the of a Kottonmouth King
1605... (fool me the bing)
Now the stereo is off, I sway, push
You hear Humble from a mile away
All the heads are cause the bass is bumpin'
is mumblin'... (I gotta little somethin)
Well he passed me a Hornet and I took a sip
Sparked up a and I took a rip, trip
Came to a 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."
D-Loc was right they was in the Rover
Looked my shoulder, I pulled 'em all over
They got out of the car and to my side
I said "Hello ladies take a ride"
I'm Saint Dog, D-Loc the man
X is the one that's driving the van
So on in and don't be shy
gonna close the doors and let the games be fly
Once again I it my name's S-T
It's just day of a P-T-B

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

Saint Dog down for the suburban pride...

And I was livin' my on the 9 to 5
Up early in the morning to survive
A chump change, it's a shame with no
No inspiration, no
But now my is to do what I like
the crowd moving and rock 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 me out on stage (Hey!)
Said Saint for the under age
Same damn year, my face is up in
Got that ring in my nose 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 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 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
We're the Kottonmouth Kings and we don't a fuck

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

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

the unpolitical, psychoanalytical
Undefeated champ that stick you fool
My style is crazy not wooka 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 kinda hazy
My momma, my poppa I think I should tell
The j got to my head, it up my cerebellum
It's time to compute your math
'cause my beats bumpin' like a seismograph
See I've tripped but never like this
to my mind put my brain on a bliss
I won't the funk when I smokin' on da skunk
That 40 evil get my pink eye drunk
And like Mickey Mantle, I can my stance
I'm a baller that's electrically enhanced
My flows are silky soft... I write and my lesson
And now a lyricist, in motion
To each and to each I a commotion
Cops smellin' money takin' off with my
Farewell to all and to all night
I'll leave ya ????? out all night..
Wait, Wait, you said ????? that shit will suck you up
Get off the ????? and rock the

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