Luyện nghe bài hát Psychedelic Funk

This is Kona-Gold the Hawaiian Islands of creation
plantation
With the Kottonmouth Kings up the nation

Don't watch your back cause we're comin' through
And when we're on stage yeah smoke ya like a blunt
My minds trippin 'so you know I cannot front
We're the Kottonmouth King Klick, kickin psychedelic
Puffin on a blunt, indo, schwag, or
Southern Cali punks kickin' psychedelic

Shit it's a good day, got money in the bank
Gas in my tank, pays for my
Got a new Paramax, money for the
And for the plenty herb the I do thank

Boom, shit, bang, X is the
Dirt the game and I bangs poontang
the first county all league pimp selection
Bobby B's on the mix the vinyl injection
I went from sinner to Saint, Saint to sinner
Once was a preacher, but I paint thinner
Took your woo and that bitch made me dinner
Rolled a couple and I went up in her
It's the D, the L-O-C
Can't nobody fuck with me, (hell no)
My style is free, I the P
I tag the circle "A" for

Don't watch your back cause we're comin' through the
And when we're on stage we're smokin' like a blunt
My minds always trippin' so you know I can not
We're the Kottonmouth King Klick, psychedelic funk
on a blunt, indo, swag, or skunk
Southern Cali punks kickin' psychedelic

Hot Damn! I'm in my van
Copper pulled me over, asked me my plan?
Pig around like Toucan Sam
BLAM BLAM! Now there's bacon on the van
I said fuck the I'm an old school skater
Roll aside the curb, throw and say later
Got a dark vibe like that fool Vador
Told you motherfuckers I'm an old school

I'm so fair is fair, party over here, fuck you over there
I got a bag of bud smothered in red
Saint Dog drinking so you better beware
Well I got so bounce you can feel my vibration
Easy access for easy
What's all this talk a generation?
Legalize the
Lets free this
Boo ya ka Boo ya ka.. hemp
Boo ya ka Boo ya ka.. free this

Don't watch your back cause we're through the front
And when we're on stage we're smokin' like a blunt
My minds trippin' so you know I can not front
We're the Kottonmouth King Klick, kickin' funk
on a blunt indo, swag, or skunk
Southern Cali punks kickin' psychedelic

Now the kind I smoke is in Willie Wonka
Chocolate factory, I take more hits Tonka
Light you up like blanca, get u buzzin' a bee
We're the bong tokin' representin' O.C.
Oh oh oh oh I'm back up in the mix
Its with the grab bag of tricks
Your bitch is on my dick, momma is too
And this is going out to the Krew
Damn that old, wearin' ties that don't fit
Dirty wife beaters, size just quit
But I don't give a shit my make me legit
Board's in my as I bail through the pit
Punk and I can't forget cha
Kottonmouth Kings up in the
Noise, man I thought you knew
And if you're down with punk rock, throw your up fool
Yes we're through with an old deep brew
coast juggalos sayin' hoodie hoo

Don't watch your cause we're comin' through the front
And when on stage we're smokin' like a blunt
My minds trippin' so you know I can not front
the Kottonmouth King Klick, kickin' psychedelic funk
Puffin' on a indo, swag, or skunk
Southern Cali kickin' psychedelic funk

Scratch pow, ask me how
Even if I I wouldn't tell you any how
Take that! fishbowl this bitch
the time? It's time to get lit
Boo ya ka Boo ya ka, to the clip
Now the roach is lit, goes to my lip
Inhale, it real deep
Orange horny devils back on the fuckin' creep!