Luyện nghe bài hát Psychedelic Funk

This is Kona-Gold from the Hawaiian Islands of
plantation
With the Kottonmouth burnin' up the nation

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

Shit it's a damn good day, got money in the
Gas in my tank, for my dank
Got a new Paramax, for the taxes
And for the plenty the lord I do thank

Boom, shit, bang, X is the
Dirt slang's the game and I bangs
It's the first all league pimp selection
Bobby B's on the mix the vinyl injection
I from sinner to Saint, Saint back to sinner
Once was a preacher, but I paint thinner
Took your woo home and that made me dinner
a couple pinners and I went up in her
It's the capital D, the
Can't nobody even with me, (hell no)
My is free, I bangs the P
I tag the "A" for anarchy

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

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

I'm D-Loc so fair is fair, party over here, you over there
I got a bag of bud in red hair
Saint Dog started drinking so you beware
Well I got so much you can feel my vibration
access for easy penetration
What's all talk about a generation?
the plant
Lets free nation
Boo ya ka Boo ya ka.. plantation
Boo ya ka Boo ya ka.. free nation

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

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

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

pow, don't ask me how
Even if I knew I tell you any how
Take that! Let's fishbowl this
What's the time? time to get lit
Boo ya ka Boo ya ka, splif to the
Now the is lit, goes right to my lip
Inhale, hold it real
Orange horny devils back on the fuckin' creep!