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 don't drink it, let it sink it
start feelin' it, the funky Cypress Hill shit

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

For you and your bros, him and his
You don't like it? 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 funky one"

Sen'll psycobeta, 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 roll you up and light ya
your booty in sight to take my joint
To get to my point, I'm talkin' a ill trip
The funky Cypress shit

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

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

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

Cypress Hill imported it, it in steam
But yo everything ain't it seems
'Cause the Cypress material luxurious superior
Glory or memorial, historical,

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

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

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

Never in your life you wet this
This crazy business, now you're [Incomprehensible]
[Incomprehensible] good like 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 never 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 ya, [Incomprehensible]
See ya, I'm on it, for the blunted

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

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