เนื้อเพลง Bump - Kottonmouth Kings

Creep creep, im gonna creep da creep for the kind bud
O.C. late night rollin in my v-dub sittin scrapin resin so I'm lookin
for a sack,
Well I learned, ill head for burn, VF Show's got my back,
(Right on, right on brotha, blaze em, better rip dat sh*t!, RIP IT!!!)
Ya, this is that 1605 sh*t, the real Huntington Beach back yard f*ckin
grow style

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

Well I'm that pig that the b*tches talk about
Saint's what they shout, you got all the clout
A day in the life of a Kottonmouth King
1605... (fool pass me the bing)

Now the stereo is off, i sway, push play
You here humble pie from a mile away
All the heads are rhymin cause the bass is bumpin
D-Loc is mumblin (I got a little something')

Well now ya pass me a 40 and i took a sip
Sparked up a bowl and I took a rip trip
Came to a halt at an intersection
Turned up the music at my discretion

D-Loc in the back says what do I see
A jeep full of freaks just staring at me
D-Loc was right they was in a range rover
Looked over my shoulder I pulled the car over

They got out the car and stepped to my side
I said hello ladies let us take a ride
I'm Saint Dog that's D-Loc the man
Daddy S is da boom that's Rocky the Pimp

So climb on in and don't be shy
Were gonna close the doors and let the games be fly
Once again I said it my names S.D.
Its just another day of a pcp

C'Mon, C'Mon!
Bump, Bump, Bump
That's the sounds of the 15's while they hittin' in my trunk
Said Bump, Bump, Bump
We're the Kottonmouth Kings and we don't give a f*ck
Said Bump, Bump, Bump
That's the sounds of the 15's while they hittin' in my trunk
Said Bump, Bump, Bump
Saint Dog put it down for suburban pride

I live' my life on the 9 to 5
Up early in the morning trying to survive
A chump change, it's a shame with no education
No inspiration, no destination

But now my occupation is to do what I like
Keep the crowd moving and rock the mic
Cuz if I don't rock it then another s*cker will
And if you don't jock it then I can't pay the bill...

Trip Daddy X threw me out on stage
Said Saint represent for the underage
Same damn year, my face is up in rays
Got that ring in my nose labeled 16 gauge

Nah, Saint Dog, I hunt ducks with a 12 gauge
And when I'm on the stage, yes I get get real blazed
Get me on the court my skills will put you in amaze
T-T-T-Tickin a twine all day

C'Mon, C'Mon
Bump, Bump, Bump
That's the sounds of the 15's while they hittin' in my trunk
Said Bump, Bump, Bump
We're the Kottonmouth Kings and we don't give a f*ck
Said Bump, Bump, Bump
That's the sounds of the 15's while they hittin' in my trunk
Said Bump, Bump, Bump
We're the Kottonmouth Kings and we don't give a f*ck
Said Bump, Bump, Bump
That's the sounds of the 15's while they hittin' in my trunk
Said Bump, Bump, Bump
D-Loc's on the pipe, Rip Rip sh*t up...

It's the unpolitical, psychoanalytical
Undefeated champ that'll stick you fool
My style is crazy, not wooka waaka lazy
If you chill with me I'll be sure to... (blaze thee)

Plant you in the ground let you drift like a daisy
That sh*t, said my sister, makes my life kinda hazy
My momma my poppa i think i should tell them
The day gots my head and f*cked up my cerebellum

It's about time to compute your math
Cause my beats keep bumpin' like a seismograph
See i tripped before but never like this
Goes straight to my mind put my brain in a blitz

I ??????? the funk when i smoke the skunk
A 40 bowl evil in my peek im drunk
And like Mickey Mantle, I can switch my stance
I'm a supercharged baller that's electrically enhanced.

My flows are silky soft... like I write and my lesson
And now a lyricista, poetry in motion
To each and to each I cause a commotion
Cops smellin' money takin' off with my portion

Farewell to all and to all good night
I'll leave ya these ????? out all night..
Wait, Wait, Wait you said ????? That sh*t will f*ck you up
Get off the ????? and rock the bump

C'Mon
Bump, Bump, Bump
That's the sounds of the 15's while they hittin' in my trunk
Said Bump, Bump, Bump
We're the Kottonmouth Kings and we don't give a f*ck
B*tch!

Another Version
Provided by "sean coffey"
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Creep creep, I'm on the creep the creep for the kind bud
OC, late night, rollin in my V-Dub,
Sick of scrapin resin so I'm lookin for a sack
All I've learned, I've ever burned, BSO got my back
(Right on, right on brotha, blaze on, better rip dat sh*t, RIP IT!)
Yeah, this is that 1605 sh*t
The real Huntington Beach backyard f*cking garage style

Bump, bump, bump
That's the sound of the 15's while they hittin in my trunk,
Said bump, bump, bump,
We're the Kottonmouth Kings and we don't give a f*ck!

Well I'm that pig that the b*tches talk about,
Saints what they shout, you got all the clout,
A day in the life of a Kottonmouth King,
1605, fool pass me the bing

Now the stereo is up, I sway, push play,
You hear Humble Gods from a mile away,
All the heads is bobbin' cause the bass is bumpin,
D-Loc is mumblin, "I got a little somethin"

Well he passed me a Hornet and I took a sip,
Sparked up the bowl and I took a rip, trip
Came to a halt at an intersection,
Turned up the music at my discretion

D-Loc in the back said "What do I see?
A Jeep full of freaks just starin at me."
D-Loc was right, they was in a Range Rover
Looked over my shoulder, I pulled them all over

They got out the car and stepped to my side
I said "Hello ladies let's take a ride"
I'm Saint Dog, that's D-Loc the man
Daddy X is the one who's driving the van

So climb on in and don't be shy
We're gonna close the doors and let the games by fly
Once again I said it, my names SD
It's just another day of a PTB
C'Mon C'Mon!

Bump, bump, bump
That's the sound of the 15's while they hittin in my trunk,
Said bump, bump, bump,
We're the Kottonmouth Kings and we don't give a f*ck!
Said bump, bump, bump
That's the sound of the 15's while they hittin in my trunk,
Said bump, bump, bump,
Saint Dog put it down for suburban pride

An I lived my life on the 9-5,
Up early in the mornin tryin to survive
A chump change, it's a shame, with no education
No inspiration, no destination

But now my occupation is to do what I like
Keep the crowd movin and rock the mic
Cause if I don't rock it than another s*cker will
And if you don't jock it then I can't pay the bill

Trip Daddy X threw me out on stage
He said "Saint, represent for the underage"
Same damn year, my face is up and raised
Got that ring in my nose labeled 16 gauge

Nah, Saint Dog I hunt ducks with a 12 gauge
And when i'm on the stage, yes I get get real blazed
Get me on the court my skills will put you in amaze
T-T-T-Tickin a twine all day

C'Mon C'Mon!
Bump, bump, bump
That's the sound of the 15's while they hittin in my trunk,
Said bump, bump, bump,
We're the Kottonmouth Kings and we don't give a f*ck!
Said bump, bump, bump
That's the sound of the 15's while they hittin in my trunk,
Said bump, bump, bump,
D-Loc's on the pipe, rip rip sh*t up

It's the unpolitical, psychoanalytical,
Undefeated champ that will stick you fool
My style is crazy, not wooka wakka lazy
If you chill with me I'll be sure to blaze thee

Plant you in the ground make you drift like a daisy
That sh*t in my system makes my life kinda hazy
My Mama, my poppa, i think I should tell them
The J gots my head and f*cked up my cerebellum

Its about time to compute your math
Cuz my beats keep pumpin like a seismograph
See I tripped before, but never like this
Straight to my mind, puts my head in a bliss

I won't fake the funk when I'm smokin on a skunk
That 40 bowl evil got my ???????? drunk
And like Mickey Mantle, I can change my stance
I'm a supercharged baller that's electrically enhanced

My flows are silky soft, like I write and my lesson
And I'm a lyricista, poetry in motion
To each, and to each I cause a commotion
Cops smellin money takin off with my portion

Farewell to all and to all good night,
I'm leavin these ??????? out all night,
Wait wait wait you said that sh*t will f*ck you up,
Get off ???? and rock the bump, C'Mon

Bump, bump, bump
That's the sound of the 15's while they hittin in my trunk,
Said bump, bump, bump,
We're the Kottonmouth Kings and we don't give a f*ck

Biatch!