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 with one of them
(Psychoathic)
And you get to the Mid-West
I'll hook you up with a y'all

He's the visual assassin with the mask [unverified]
Seen him drink a lot but I have yet to see him spill a
He rap to hip-hop in his
Try and Pak, he'll fuckin' tear you're ass apart

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

See all Psycho Bitches gettin' so damn fanatical
FBI got us all listed down as
Government officials takin' life long
Dog Boy Rock the mic and something classical

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

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

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

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

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

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

See all robots followin' the masses
I watch the world through Faygo glasses
Kings and the droppin' sellouts like acid
cum on your tongue shit 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 come
A million Juggalos to blow your fuckin'

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

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

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

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

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

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

Violent J and Shaggy stepped in the
And cleared the out like nuclear waste
likes 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 put you in a torcher rack
And blew your nut bag around like a hacky
I told you fuck the and I meant it
I owe the Government money but I it

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

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

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

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

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