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 don't drink it, just let it it
Then start feelin' it, the funky Cypress Hill

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

For you and bros, him and his hoes
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"

psycobeta, blast ya if he hasta
Tell 'em Sen, I'm the psycobeta
Strikin' ya, hittin' ya, buckin' ya, 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 funky Cypress Hill

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

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

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

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

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

The funky Cypress shit
The funky Cypress Hill
The Cypress 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 from to Tallahassee
ain't Florida, so put away the O.J.

Never in your life you wet this
This crazy business, now you're thinkin'
it's good like some cheeba
The formula will run ya start takin' up a list

So you can get blitzed and you feel head's twisted
Now insisted, you it to the brim
Yo, I him, I could never be them
This poison, so let's go out on a limb

For the boys and who haven't had it yet
If you get too and roll it too straight
Yo, it's a fatal blow, somethin' like a
Yeah, it'll ya, [Incomprehensible]
See ya, I'm on it, somethin' for the

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

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