Luyện nghe bài hát Wicket Klownz

When I get to California, I get there
(It's on Noize')
When I get to
Hook me up one of them chicks
(Psychoathic)
And when you get to the
I'll hook you up 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 fuckin' you're ass apart

I my fridge stocked with plenty of Faygo
My flow connect nice like old school
What's up holmes? Just a loadie
My rhyme is nice, and stoney

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

I'm with the [unverified] state to state
Dog Boy [unverified] set the straight
Fuck that bullshit that went down
So we come as one to fuck up your

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

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

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

Suburban Noize Records teamin' up with
Richter let 'em know who I got your back kid
Kottonmouth Ninjas rocking with ICP
grab the mic and pass me the weed

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

See all [unverified] followin' the masses
I watch the world through fizzin' glasses
Kings and the klowns droppin' like acid
Like cum on your tongue is getting kind of drastic

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Violent J and Shaggy stepped in the
And cleared the room out like waste
Nobody us but the Kottonmouth Kings
They smoke buds, I smoke little things
I'm a base-head for your change, ah
And I'm

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

I bought a hooker and her in my truck
Yo, she had syphilis, I give a fuck though
I'm gonna die, hell, we're all die
You think the Juggalo a damn? Bye
I'm going off like a time bomb
tick, boom, motherfucker

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

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

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

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

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

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