Luyện nghe bài hát Wicket Klownz

When I get to California, when I get
(It's on Noize')
I get to California
Hook me up one of them chicks
(Psychoathic)
And you get to the Mid-West
hook you up with a juggalette y'all

He's the visual assassin with the [unverified] killa
Seen him drink a lot but I yet to see him spill a drop
He rap to in his heart
Try and battle Pak, he'll tear you're ass apart

I keep my fridge stocked with plenty of
My flow connect like old school Lego's
What's up holmes? Just a West-Coast
My rhyme is nice, and stoney

See all these Bitches gettin' so damn fanatical
FBI got us all down as radicals
Government takin' life long sabbaticals
Dog Boy Rock the mic and drop classical

I'm with the kings [unverified] state to
Dog Boy set the record straight
Fuck bullshit that never went down
So we as one to fuck up your town

It's the wicket, the wicket, the wicket, wicket
Blowin' smoke rings the Kottonmouth Kings
Comin', throwin' Faygo on town
And all of things

It's the wicket, the wicket, the wicket, wicket
Blowin' smoke with the Kottonmouth Kings
Comin', Faygo on your town
And all of things

It's the wicket, the wicket, the wicket, wicket
Blowin' rings with the Kottonmouth Kings
Comin', throwin' Faygo on your
And all of things

Suburban Noize Records teamin' up Psychopathic
Richter let 'em who Juggalo I got your back kid
Ninjas rocking tunes with ICP
D-Loc the mic and pass me the weed

Kottonmouth and ICP
We from the West, they the East
With a bag of and a box of spliffs
We mast your city like robotic beasts

See all robots followin' the masses
I watch the world through fizzin' glasses
Kings and the klowns droppin' sellouts acid
Like cum on your shit is getting kind of drastic

To all unbelievers who think is a joke
Grab the Faygo you start to choke
In the pit at a show summertime
A million Juggalos to blow your mind

To all who think this is a joke
the Faygo when you start to choke
In the pit at a come summertime
A million Juggalos to blow your fuckin'

To all unbelievers who think is a joke
Grab the Faygo when you to choke
In the pit at a show summertime
A Juggalos to blow your fuckin' mind

To all unbelievers who think is a joke
Grab the Faygo when you start to
In the pit at a come summertime
A million Juggalos to blow fuckin' mind

True terror is back, you better
Kings, ICP
We from the West, they the East
True terror is back, you better

True terror is back, you better
Kings, ICP
We the West, they from the East
True is back, you better believe

True is back, you better believe
Kings, ICP
We the West, they from the East
terror is back, you better believe

Violent J and stepped in the place
And cleared the room out nuclear waste
Nobody likes us but the Kottonmouth
They buds, I smoke little white things
I'm a base-head feinding for change, ah
And I'm

So walk in I'll put you in a torcher
And blew nut bag around like a hacky sack
I told you fuck the world and I it
I owe the Government but I spent it

I bought a hooker and banged her in my
Yo, she probably had syphilis, I give a fuck
I'm die, hell, we're all gonna die
You think the give a damn? Bye
I'm going off a nuclear time bomb
Tick tick, boom,

the wicket, the wicket, the wicket, wicket klowns
Blowin' smoke rings with the Kottonmouth
Comin' throwin' Faygo on town
And all of things

the wicket, the wicket, the wicket, wicket klowns
Blowin' smoke rings the Kottonmouth Kings
Comin' throwin' on your town
And all types of

It's the wicket, the wicket, the wicket, klowns
Blowin' smoke rings with the Kings
Comin' throwin' on your town
And all types of

It's the wicket, the wicket, the wicket, klowns
smoke rings with the Kottonmouth Kings
Comin' Faygo on your town
And all of things

True terror is back, you believe
Kings, ICP
We from the West, they the East
True terror is back, you believe

True terror is back, you better
Kings, ICP
We from the West, they from the
True is back, you better believe