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 with one of them
(Psychoathic)
And when you get to the
hook you up with a juggalette y'all

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Suburban Records teamin' up with Psychopathic
Richter let 'em know who I got your back kid
Kottonmouth Ninjas tunes with ICP
D-Loc grab the mic and pass me the

Kings and ICP
We from the West, from the East
a bag of keif and a box of spliffs
We mast through your city like beasts

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Violent J and stepped in the place
And cleared the out like nuclear waste
Nobody likes us but the Kings
They smoke buds, I smoke white things
I'm a feinding for your change, ah
And I'm

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

I a hooker and banged 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 give a damn? Bye
I'm going off like a time bomb
tick, boom, motherfucker

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

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

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

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

True terror is back, you better
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
terror is back, you better believe