Luyện nghe bài hát Chickenhead

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

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

(La Chat)
Yeah you like my outfit, even fake the deal
I thought you said you had girl on the light bill

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

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

(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 but a scrub

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

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

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

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

(Juicy J)
I known to hold my own
I been known to ride on
I been to flip 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 them lit
Pay yo fees we them G's
it from all you chicks