Luyện nghe bài hát The Funky Cypress Hill Shit

I came to introduce a new of juice
Stuff I invents to make you feel real
No, you don't drink it, just let it it
Then start it, the funky Cypress Hill shit

ask, "Why do you sound so funny?"
They must be talkin' 'bout my funky vocal money
I take control, no to blow my nose
Just click on the chumpy and the funky flows

For you and bros, him and his hoes
You like it? Here's my dick, bite it
There's you can do about the real one
It's a ill sum the ill juice, I'm the funky feel one"

psycobeta, blast ya if he hasta
Tell 'em Sen, I'm the master
Strikin' ya, hittin' ya, buckin' ya, ya
my Buddha plant boy, I'm gonna keep pluckin' ya

Pickin' ya, then I'm gonna roll you up and ya
Despite your in sight to take my joint
To get to my point, I'm talkin' a ill trip
The funky Cypress Hill

The funky Cypress shit
The funky Cypress shit
The funky Hill shit
The funky Cypress Hill

Let me tell you what happens when you squeeze, you're less
You can't get loose, so now useless
Can't feel the funk so I guess I'll pump the
How 'bout this mug my blunt?

Right ya, now you're feelin', the chemicals vibin'
Are you that it's gettin' better?
Surprisin' you or not, your shit's together
From the high pitched levels, comin' from my

Hill imported it, boiled it in steam
But yo everything what it seems
'Cause the Cypress Hill material luxurious
or memorial, historical, physical

Ingredients, that immediate blend
Yo, Sen aim and let the juice now extend
Yeah, I'm still comin' atcha, but you don't to duck down
'Cause this is somethin' different than a psychobeta

The funky Hill shit
The funky Cypress shit
The funky Cypress shit
The funky Cypress shit

Kick that shit B-real, intellect filthy um,
Dissed you, I control elements, suck on
To get you all jazzed from here to
This Florida, so put away the O.J.

Never in life will you wet this
This crazy business, now you're thinkin'
[Incomprehensible] it's good some cheeba
The formula will run ya I'll start takin' up a

So you can get blitzed and you feel head's twisted
Now insisted, you feel it to the
Yo, I ain't him, I could be them
This ain't poison, so go out on a limb

For the boys and girls who had it yet
If you get too much and it too straight
Yo, it's a blow, somethin' like a [Incomprehensible]
Yeah, it'll sting ya,
See ya, I'm on it, somethin' for the

what you wanted, so you can feel the high
Smokin' the Buddha
Lungs expandin' and now feelin' it
Yeah, the funky Hill shit

The funky Hill shit
The funky Cypress shit
The funky Cypress shit
The funky Hill shit