Luyện nghe bài hát Psychedelic Funk

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm D-Loc so fair is fair, party over here, fuck you there
I got a bag of bud smothered in red
Saint Dog started drinking so you better
Well I got so much you can feel my vibration
Easy for easy penetration
all this talk about a generation?
Legalize the
free this nation
Boo ya ka Boo ya ka.. plantation
Boo ya ka Boo ya ka.. free this

Don't watch your cause we're comin' through the front
And we're on stage yeah we're 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' funk

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

watch your back 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
We're the Kottonmouth King Klick, kickin' funk
Puffin' on a indo, swag, or skunk
Southern Cali kickin' psychedelic funk

Scratch pow, ask me how
Even if I knew I wouldn't you any how
Take that! fishbowl this bitch
What's the 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 County horny devils back on the creep!