Luyện nghe bài hát Psychedelic Funk

This is Kona-Gold from the Hawaiian of creation
Mass
With the Kottonmouth burnin' up the nation

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

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

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

Don't watch your back we're comin' through the front
And when we're on yeah we're 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 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 there's on the van
I fuck the police I'm an old school skater
Roll aside the curb, throw peace and say
Got a dark vibe like fool Darth Vador
you motherfuckers I'm an old school skater

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

Don't watch your back cause we're comin' 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 King Klick, kickin' psychedelic funk
Puffin' on a blunt indo, swag, or
Cali punks kickin' psychedelic funk

Now the kind I smoke is dipped in Wonka
Chocolate factory, I take more hits than
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 bitch is on my dick, momma is too
And this is out to the Kottonmouth Krew
Damn that gets old, wearin' ties that fit
Dirty wife beaters, that just quit
But I don't give a shit my rhymes me legit
Board's in my as I bail through the pit
Punk and I can't forget cha
Kottonmouth Kings up in the
Suburban Noise, man I you knew
And if down with punk rock, throw your horns up fool
Yes comin' through with an old deep brew
West juggalos sayin' hoodie hoo

Don't your back cause we're comin' through the front
And when we're on stage we're like a blunt
My minds always 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
that! Let's fishbowl this bitch
What's the time? It's 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 on the fuckin' creep!