Luyện nghe bài hát Marijuano Locos (Stoned Raiders)

1 for trouble, 8 for the
7 to get ready I'm lettin' off all my load
Funk, Buddha Monk, in the
I got'cha, thumpin' so hard, up and down the

I'm a natural-born cap-peela', strapped
I'm the west coast settin' it on, no reala'
Get'cha fix of the funk
A dose of the skunk weed like it's suppose to be

Move it up, move it on out, what'cha talkin' 'bout son
I got the first shot, and it's all now, one nation under a groove
a pound for the strict of it, every time I make a move
Smooth and togetha, raw like leatha, ain't goin' out like a punk,

Check it out, 1, 2, Cypress
Check it out, 1, 2, Cypress

the numba one money maker
Money takea, few back I'm on a plane to Jamaica
Puffin' a fat wada, shit
For the fool I'm thinkin' about, I got the ruff

Hard rock bone breaka, Stoned
In the Temple of Boom, to assume
be lettin' shit slide, no way
Bitch niggas can hide but, I'll they ass some day

it out, 1, 2, Cypress groove

Wherever you are, muthafuckin' spliff in the air
Some dogs, like you pair
When I to the metro, lone clip, be lookin' around
'Cause this ain't over with yet

People can't my situation
Now they up in the Soul Assassination
Fool, just cover, it's all over
When I break ya off a chunk of this

Check it out, 1, 2, groove
it out, 1, 2, Cypress groove
Check it out, 1, 2, groove