Luyện nghe bài hát Bump

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

Better rip shit, rip it
Yeah, this is that 1605
The real Beach backyard fuckin' garage style

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

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 Gods from a mile away
All the heads are cause the bass is bumpin'
D-Loc is mumblin'... (I little somethin)
Well he passed me a Hornet and I took a sip
up a bowl and I took a rip, trip
Came to a at an intersection
up the music 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 Rover
Looked over my shoulder, I 'em all over
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
X is the one that's driving the van
So on in and don't be shy
We're gonna close the doors and let the be fly
Once I said it my name's S-T
just 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 and we don't give a fuck

Dog putting down for the suburban pride...

And I was livin' my on the 9 to 5
Up early in the morning trying to
A chump change, a shame with 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 then another sucker
And if you don't jock it then I can't pay the
Daddy X threw me out on stage (Hey!)
Said represent for the under age
Same year, my face is up in rays
Got that ring in my nose labeled 16

Nah, Saint Dog, I hunt ducks with a 12
And I'm on the stage, yes I get get real 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 they hittin' in my
Said Bump, Bump,
We're the Kottonmouth Kings and we give a fuck

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

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

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

the unpolitical, psychoanalytical
Undefeated champ will stick you fool
My style is crazy not wooka waaka
If you chill with me be sure to... (blaze thee)
you in the ground let you drift like a daisy
That shits in my system makes my life kinda
My momma, my poppa I think I should them
The j got to my head, it up my cerebellum
It's about time to your math
'cause my beats keep bumpin' like a
See I've tripped before but like this
Straight to my put my brain on a bliss
I fake the funk when I smokin' on da skunk
That 40 bowl get my pink eye drunk
And like Mickey Mantle, I can my stance
I'm a supercharged baller that's enhanced
My flows are silky soft... like I write and my
And now a lyricist, poetry in
To each and to each I a commotion
Cops money takin' off with my portion
Farewell to all and to all night
I'll leave ya ????? 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 Kings and we don't give a fuck!
Biatch!