Luyện nghe bài hát The Funky Cypress Hill Shit

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

into ya, now you're feelin', the chemicals vibin'
Are you realizin' it's gettin' better?
you whether or not, your shit's together
From the high levels, comin' from my rebels

Hill imported it, boiled it in steam
But yo everything what it seems
'Cause the Cypress Hill luxurious superior
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 need to down
'Cause this is somethin' different than a buckdown

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

Kick shit B-real, intellect filthy um, lingo
Dissed you, I elements, suck on slow
To get you all jazzed from to Tallahassee
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 like some cheeba
The will run ya I'll start takin' up a list

So you can get blitzed and you feel your head's
Now insisted, you it to the brim
Yo, I ain't him, I could never be
This ain't poison, so let's go out on a

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

what you wanted, so you can feel the high
Smokin' the Thai
Lungs and now you're feelin' it
Yeah, the funky Cypress Hill

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