Luyện nghe bài hát The Funky Cypress Hill Shit

I to introduce a new type of juice
I invents to make you feel real 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 control, no need to blow my nose
click on the chumpy and feel the funky flows

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

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

Pickin' ya, 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' about a ill
The funky Cypress shit

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

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

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

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

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

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

Kick that B-real, intellect filthy um, lingo
Dissed you, I elements, suck on slow
To get you all jazzed from here to
ain't Florida, so put away the O.J.

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

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

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

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