Luyện nghe bài hát The Funky Cypress Hill Shit

I to introduce a new type of juice
Stuff I invents to make you feel loose
No, you drink it, just let it sink it
Then start feelin' it, the Cypress Hill shit

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

For you and your bros, him and his
You don't it? Here's my dick, bite it
nuttin' you can do about the real one
It's a ill sum with the ill juice, I'm the funky one"

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

Pickin' ya, then I'm gonna 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 funky Cypress shit

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

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

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

Hill imported it, boiled it in steam
But yo everything ain't what it
'Cause the Cypress Hill material superior
or memorial, historical, physical

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

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

Kick that shit B-real, filthy um, lingo
Dissed you, I control elements, on slow
To get you all from here to Tallahassee
This ain't Florida, so put the O.J.

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

So you can get blitzed and you feel your twisted
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 who haven't had it yet
If you get too much and it too straight
Yo, it's a fatal blow, somethin' a [Incomprehensible]
Yeah, it'll ya, [Incomprehensible]
See ya, I'm on it, for the blunted

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

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