Luyện nghe bài hát Psychedelic Funk

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

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

Shit it's a damn day, got money in the bank
Gas in my tank, for my dank
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
It's the first all league pimp selection
B's on the mix with the vinyl injection
I went from to Saint, Saint back to sinner
Once was a preacher, but I huff paint
Took your woo and that bitch made me dinner
Rolled a pinners and I went up in her
It's the capital D, the
Can't nobody even fuck me, (hell no)
My is free, I bangs the P
I tag the circle "A" for

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

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

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

Don't watch 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, psychedelic funk
Puffin' on a blunt indo, swag, or
Cali punks kickin' psychedelic funk

Now the kind I smoke is in Willie Wonka
Chocolate factory, I take more hits Tonka
Light you up like blanca, get u like a bee
We're the bong fiends representin' O.C.
Oh oh oh oh shit I'm up in the mix
Its with the grab bag of tricks
Your is on my dick, your momma is too
And is going out to the Kottonmouth Krew
Damn that gets old, ties that don't fit
Dirty wife beaters, size just quit
But I don't give a shit my rhymes me legit
Board's in my hands as I through the pit
Punk rock and I can't cha
Kings up in the picture
Suburban Noise, man I thought you
And if down with punk rock, throw your horns up fool
Yes we're comin' through with an old brew
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 King Klick, kickin' psychedelic funk
Puffin' on a blunt indo, swag, or
Southern Cali punks kickin' psychedelic

pow, don't ask me how
Even if I knew I wouldn't you any how
Take that! Let's fishbowl 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, hold it real
Orange County horny devils back on the creep!