Luyện nghe bài hát Psychedelic Funk

This is Kona-Gold from the Islands of creation
Mass
the Kottonmouth Kings burnin' up the nation

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

Shit it's a damn 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
It's the first all league pimp selection
Bobby B's on the mix with the injection
I went from sinner to Saint, Saint back to
Once was a preacher, but I huff paint
Took your woo home and that bitch made me
a couple 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 "A" for anarchy

Don't watch your back cause we're comin' 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' funk

Hot Damn! I'm in my van
pulled me over, asked me what's my plan?
Pig sniffin' like Toucan Sam
WHAT? BLAM BLAM! Now there's on the van
I said fuck the police I'm an old school
Roll aside the curb, throw and say later
Got a dark vibe like that fool Darth
Told you 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
Dog started drinking so you better beware
Well I got so bounce you can feel my vibration
Easy access for easy
What's all talk about a generation?
the plant
Lets free this
Boo ya ka Boo ya ka.. plantation
Boo ya ka Boo ya ka.. free nation

Don't watch your back cause comin' through the front
And we're on stage yeah we're smokin' like a blunt
My minds trippin' so you know I can not front
We're the Kottonmouth King Klick, psychedelic funk
Puffin' on a 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 blanca, get u buzzin' like a bee
We're the tokin' fiends representin' 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, momma is too
And is going out to the Kottonmouth Krew
Damn that gets old, wearin' ties don't fit
wife beaters, size that just quit
But I don't give a shit my make me legit
in my hands as I bail through the pit
Punk rock and I can't cha
Kottonmouth Kings up in the
Suburban Noise, man I thought you
And if you're down with punk rock, your horns 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' through the
And when we're on stage we're smokin' like a
My minds always so you know I can not front
We're the Kottonmouth Klick, kickin' psychedelic funk
Puffin' on a indo, swag, or skunk
Southern Cali punks kickin' psychedelic

pow, don't ask me how
Even if I I wouldn't tell 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 is lit, goes right to my lip
Inhale, hold it real
Orange County horny devils on the fuckin' creep!