Luyện nghe bài hát The Phuncky Feel One

Are you Ladies and gentlemen, all ready to get down?
Are you Ladies and gentlemen, y'all ready to get down?
Ladies and

Well I'm the real one, yes, the feel one
Cypress Hill has come, any questions? Just ask
'Cause we are answerin' any brothers that've
On the dick, swingin' an' gatherin'

Enter da info, yo what you're in fo'
It's a crazy day, strapped in a mode
like a prophet, but I still profit
Even when you're off it, in my pocket

'Cause of my music, what, you me chumpy?
In my trade, the is known to get funky
Hif is to hack you down, Son is here to buck you down
Joke's on you, if the biggest duck in town

You got to relax, we got to kick
Brothers, just sit back, enjoy me a six pack
As I let the flow, into the hook, yo
Where you gettin' But that's another story, black

I'm the real one, yes, the phuncky feel one
I'm the real one, yes, the phuncky one
I'm the real one, yes, the feel one
You know I'm the one, yes, the phuncky feel one

Phuncky, phuncky, phuncky,

in a stiff block, hangin' up the pimp's jock
Used to call me Poppa, 'cause I likes to hip hop
'Cause I'm down Cypress, illin', well, I might
Begin to take your girl, your girl, she's the

Flyer than the other broad, workin' off the rod
Isn't that odd, instead of my dick's hard
It's not about knockin' you, do you feel clockin' loot?
Forget it, act stupid little sucker, I'll be you

With the or left hand, duck this where stiff stands
Troopers on the step, bucks him down to death, man
With the lyric, if you can spare it
an ass kickin', is what you inherit

So don't try to snake off, you know I be shook off
Why the suckers took off? Well, that's another story

I'm the real one, yes, the phuncky feel one
I'm the real one, yes, the phuncky one
I'm the real one, yes, the feel one
You know I'm the real one, yes, the phuncky one

Phuncky, phuncky, phuncky,
Phuncky, phuncky,

Standin' on the corner, to the real estate
Clones they really who get brothers try to imitate
Meanin' when they simulate, but they stimulate
Like a faded joint, stiff from the breath, I

Make me act loco, switchin' up my vocal
Out to catch you MCs with a roll call
Then you gotta close your eyes, you can't stand the
is just one light when Tribe's buckin' heads tonight

Buck, buck, buck ya head, sorry that red is
than a doornail, someone cold made his bed
Didn't just out, the sucker got cracked out
Hit the pipe an' blacked out, with the shit back down

So much more integrity, greatest I hook up
Was a funky looker, but that's story, black

'Cause the real ones, yes, the phuncky feel ones
We're the ones, yes, the phuncky feel ones
We're the real ones, yes, the phuncky feel
You know we're the real ones, yes, the phuncky feel

Phuncky, phuncky, phuncky,
Phuncky, phuncky, phuncky,