Luyện nghe bài hát The Funky Cypress Hill Shit

I came to introduce a new of juice
I invents to make you feel real loose
No, you don't it, just let it sink it
Then start feelin' it, the Cypress Hill shit

People ask, "Why do you so funny?"
They must be talkin' 'bout my funky nasal vocal
I take control, no need to my nose
Just 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 nuttin' you can do about the one
It's a ill sum with the ill juice, I'm the feel one"

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

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

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

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

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

Hill imported it, boiled it in steam
But yo ain't what it seems
'Cause the Cypress material luxurious 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 to duck down
'Cause this is somethin' than a psychobeta buckdown

The funky Cypress shit
The funky Cypress Hill
The Cypress Hill shit
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 your life will you wet
This business, now you're thinkin' [Incomprehensible]
[Incomprehensible] it's good like cheeba
The formula will run ya I'll start up a list

So you can get blitzed and you your head's twisted
Now insisted, you feel it to the
Yo, I ain't him, I could never be
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 fatal blow, somethin' a [Incomprehensible]
Yeah, it'll sting ya,
See ya, I'm on it, somethin' for the

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

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