Luyện nghe bài hát The Phuncky Feel One

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

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

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

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

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

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

Phuncky, phuncky, phuncky,

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

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

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

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

'Cause I'm the real one, yes, the phuncky 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,

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

me act loco, they switchin' up my vocal
Out to catch you so-called MCs with a call
Then you close your eyes, you can't stand the sunlight
There is just one light Tribe's buckin' heads tonight

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

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

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

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