Luyện nghe bài hát The Funky Cypress Hill Shit

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Right into ya, now feelin', the chemicals vibin'
Are you realizin' that it's gettin'
you whether or not, your shit's together
From the high pitched levels, comin' from my

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

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 duck
'Cause this is different than a psychobeta buckdown

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

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

Never in your life will you wet
This crazy business, now thinkin' [Incomprehensible]
it's good like some cheeba
The formula run ya I'll start takin' 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 never be them
ain't poison, so let's go out on a limb

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

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

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