Luyện nghe bài hát Bump

Creep creep, I'm on the creep for the kind bud
O.C. late night, in the V-Dub
Sick of scrapin' so I'm lookin' for a sack
All I learn, head for burn
got my back

Better rip shit, rip it
Yeah, this is that shit
The real Huntington Beach backyard fuckin' garage

Bump, Bump,
That's the sounds of the 15's while hittin' in my trunk
Said Bump, Bump,
the Kottonmouth Kings and we don't give a fuck

Well I'm that pig that the bitches talk
what they shout, you got all the clout
A day in the of a Kottonmouth King
1605... (fool me the bing)
Now the stereo is off, I sway, play
You hear Humble from a mile away
All the heads are bobbin' cause the bass is
D-Loc is mumblin'... (I little somethin)
Well then he passed me a and I took a sip
Sparked up a and I took a rip, trip
Came to a at an intersection
Turned up the at my discretion
D-Loc in the back saying, "What do I
A jeep full of just staring at me."
D-Loc was right they was in the Range
Looked over my shoulder, I pulled 'em all
got out of the car and stepped to my side
I said "Hello ladies let's a ride"
I'm Dog, that's D-Loc the man
X is the one that's driving the van
So on in and don't be shy
We're gonna the doors and let the games be fly
Once again I it my name's S-T
It's another day of a P-T-B

Bump, Bump,
That's the sounds of the while they hittin' in my trunk
Bump, Bump, Bump
We're the Kottonmouth Kings and we don't give a

Saint Dog down for the suburban pride...

And I was my life on the 9 to 5
Up in the morning trying to survive
A change, it's a shame with no education
No inspiration, no
But now my occupation is to do what I
Keep the moving and rock the mic
if I don't rock it then another sucker will
And if you don't jock it then I can't pay the
Trip Daddy X me out on stage (Hey!)
Said represent for the under age
damn year, my face is up in rays
Got that ring in my nose 16 gauge

Nah, Saint Dog, I hunt with a 12 gauge
And I'm on the stage, yes I get get real blazed
Get me on the my skills will put you in amaze
a twine all day

Bump, Bump, Bump,
That's the sounds of the 15's while hittin' in my trunk
Said Bump, Bump,
We're the Kottonmouth Kings and we don't a fuck

Bump, Bump, Bump,
That's the sounds of the 15's while they hittin' in my
Bump, Bump, Bump
We're the Kottonmouth and we don't give a fuck

Bump, Bump, Bump,
That's the sounds of the 15's while they in my trunk
Bump, Bump, Bump...

D-Loc's on the rip rip's it up!

the unpolitical, psychoanalytical
Undefeated champ that stick you fool
My style is crazy not wooka waaka
If you chill with me be sure to... (blaze thee)
Plant you in the let you drift like a daisy
That shits in my system my life kinda hazy
My momma, my poppa I think I tell them
The j got to my head, it up my cerebellum
It's about time to your math
'cause my beats keep bumpin' a seismograph
See I've tripped before but never like
Straight to my mind put my brain on a
I won't fake the funk I smokin' on da skunk
That 40 bowl evil get my eye drunk
And like Mickey Mantle, I can switch my
I'm a baller that's electrically enhanced
My flows are silky soft... I write and my lesson
And now a lyricist, in motion
To each and to each I cause a
Cops smellin' money takin' off my portion
Farewell to all and to all good
leave ya these ????? out all night..
Wait, Wait, Wait you said ????? that shit will you up
Get off the ????? and rock the

Bump, bump, bump,
That's the sounds of the 15's while they hittin' in my
bump, bump, bump
We're the Kings and we don't give a fuck!
Biatch!