Luyện nghe bài hát Psychedelic Funk

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

Don't watch your back we're comin' through front
And when we're on stage yeah we'll smoke ya like a
My always trippin 'so you know I cannot front
the Kottonmouth King Klick, kickin psychedelic funk
Puffin on a blunt, indo, schwag, or
Southern Cali kickin' psychedelic 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
slang's the game and I bangs poontang
It's the first county all league pimp
Bobby B's on the mix with the injection
I went from to Saint, Saint back to sinner
Once was a preacher, but I paint thinner
Took your woo home and that bitch made me
Rolled a couple pinners and I up in her
It's the capital D, the
Can't nobody fuck with me, (hell no)
My is free, I bangs the P
I tag the "A" for anarchy

Don't your back cause we're comin' through the front
And when we're on stage yeah we're like a blunt
My minds 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
Copper pulled me over, asked me my plan?
Pig around like Toucan Sam
WHAT? BLAM BLAM! Now there's on the van
I said fuck the I'm an old school skater
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 over here, fuck you over
I got a bag of bud smothered in red
Saint Dog started drinking so you better
I got so much bounce you can feel my vibration
Easy 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 this

Don't watch your back cause we're through the front
And when we're on stage yeah smokin' like a blunt
My minds always trippin' so you know I can not
We're the Kottonmouth King Klick, kickin' psychedelic
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 than
you up like 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 the grab bag of tricks
Your bitch is on my dick, momma is too
And this is out to the Kottonmouth Krew
Damn that gets old, wearin' ties don't fit
Dirty wife beaters, that just quit
But I don't give a shit my make me legit
Board's in my hands as I through the pit
Punk rock and I can't cha
Kottonmouth up in the picture
Suburban Noise, man I thought you
And if you're down with punk rock, throw your up fool
Yes we're comin' with an old deep brew
West juggalos 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 minds always trippin' so you know I can not
the Kottonmouth King Klick, kickin' psychedelic funk
Puffin' on a blunt indo, swag, or
Southern Cali punks psychedelic funk

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