Luyện nghe bài hát Marijuano Locos (Stoned Raiders)

1 for trouble, 8 for the
7 to get when I'm lettin' off all my load
Funk, Monk, in the trunk
I got'cha, so hard, up and down the boulevard

I'm a natural-born cap-peela', illa
I'm the west coast it on, no one's reala'
fix of the uncut funk
A small dose of the skunk like it's suppose to be

Move it up, move it on out, what'cha talkin' 'bout son
I got the first shot, and all over now, one nation under a groove
Smoke a pound for the strict of it, every I make a move
Smooth and togetha, raw leatha, ain't goin' out like a punk, neva

Check it out, 1, 2, Cypress
it out, 1, 2, Cypress groove

It's the one money maker
Money takea, few steps I'm on a plane to Jamaica
a fat wada, talk shit
For the I'm thinkin' about, I got the ruff shit

Hard rock bone breaka, Raider
In the Temple of Boom, to assume
Never be lettin' slide, no way
Bitch niggas can hide but, I'll find ass some day

it out, 1, 2, Cypress groove

Wherever you are, put'cha muthafuckin' in the air
Some dogs, like you pair
When I kick to the metro, lone clip, be lookin'
this shit ain't over with yet

People can't my situation
Now they caught up in the Soul
Fool, just cover, it's all over
When I break ya off a of this muthafucka

Check it out, 1, 2, Cypress
it out, 1, 2, Cypress groove
Check it out, 1, 2, groove