Luyện nghe bài hát Chickenhead

(chorus)
bwok bwok, chicken
bwok bwok, heads (boy please whateva)
bwok, chicken chicken
bwok bwok, heads
(x4)

(Project Pat)
skally-wag, ain't got no hair in back
Gelled up weaved up, yo hair is up
Need to get bout a hustle
Get up on run to beautician
Run game until the game is
don't mean spend cheese fo tha baby
(bwok bwok) on a stalk for a bootleg
(bwok bwok) pretty walk walk givin out
a thang eat a chicken wang
Got some teeth, at the club tryna shake that thang
Tryna get a piece, chicken always into some dumb shit
paid ya light bill, you bought a outfit
Stay at ya mammy house and keep a mouth
It's Pat Memphis Tenn represent the South
So pass tha dro-dro and we gone tickin
Full of that mo'-mo' holla at a

(La Chat)
Yeah you like my outfit, don't even the deal
I thought you said you had girl on the light bill

(Project Pat)
Always in my talkin this and that
Girl I had to buy some rims for da

(La Chat)
You riding but ya gas tank is on E
Be steppin out ain't no shoes on ya feet

(Project Pat)
That's the meter broke youn't know'cha talkin bout
Anyway them new finna come out

(La Chat)
see ya in a club, ya mobbin wit a mug
Knowin that ya ridin wit ya boy, ya but a scrub

(Project Pat)
But he was me, that's when you hated
cause when I got up on ya friend ya damn-near

(La Chat)
I sho did in our face drankin on "yak"
fulla gold but yo ass need some Tic-Tacs

(Project Pat)
What? You need some gum, breathe like thunder
What you at? I don't want yo phone number
(boy whateva)

(Dj Paul)
Now these chickenhead hoes see this platinum thick as white
See the 20 inch Pirelli's roll mane thank the
Dodgin all my foes ridin Caddy wit dvd
A flock of follow me from the club to break they knees
Knowin all I want straight out the club
The rest smellin right the last thang on they mind is freshin up
It's down tonight, weave in they head
in they purse, still crunk
Baby seats all across the back wit in the trunk

(Juicy J)
I been to hold my own
I been known to on chrome
I known to flip a platinum watch wit the diamond stones
I'm the supplyin tha dro
I'm the supplyin tha blow
I'm the playa who got u chicken heads at my do
Tellin me that you me
me I'm yo man to be
Girlfriend its gone a fee
Get yo ass and work the
Pay ya boy and me rich
So we them swisher's lit
Pay yo fees we them G's
Cashin it all you chicks