Luyện nghe bài hát Chickenhead

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

(Project Pat)
Bald-head skally-wag, got no hair in back
Gelled up up, yo hair is messed up
Need to get a hustle mission
Get up on loot run to
Run game until the game is
That don't spend cheese fo tha baby
(bwok bwok) on a stalk stalk for a
(bwok bwok) pretty walk givin out head
a thang eat a chicken wang
Got some gold teeth, at the tryna shake that thang
Tryna get a piece, chicken chicken always some dumb shit
Shoulda paid ya bill, you bought a outfit
Stay at ya mammy house and a smart mouth
It's Project Pat Tenn represent the South
So tha dro-dro and we gone stay tickin
Full of mo'-mo' holla at a chicken

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

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

(La Chat)
You clean but ya gas tank is on E
Be steppin out no descent shoes on ya feet

(Project Pat)
That's just the 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 nothin but a

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

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

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

(Dj Paul)
Now these chickenhead hoes see this thick as white gold
See the 20 inch Pirelli's mane thank the vogues
Dodgin all my foes ridin truck wit dvd
A flock of broads follow me from the to break they knees
Knowin that's all I straight out the club
The rest ain't smellin right the last thang on they is freshin up
It's goin down tonight, weave in they
in they purse, still crunk
Baby all across the back wit clothes in the trunk

(Juicy J)
I known to hold my own
I been known to ride on
I been known to a platinum watch wit the diamond stones
I'm the supplyin tha dro
I'm the fool supplyin tha
I'm the who got u chicken heads knockin at my do
Tellin me you diggin me
me I'm yo man to be
Girlfriend its gone a fee
Get yo ass and the streets
Pay ya boy and make me
So we keep swisher's lit
Pay yo fees we count G's
it from all you chicks