Luyện nghe bài hát CHICCEN TALK

[Verse 1: Cuz
All my professionals
All my special
Tap in I'll you
Chicken sandwich from
Track with the retros
At the Citco on Gresham
I don't fuck around at the
I got the, I got the sauce for
Free all my niggas in jail, rot in a cell 'fore I tell
Now you my dawg illegal, so my dawg can't show his face
If I provide no reasonable doubt, the judge won't throw my case
Trap check, cashiers check
Fuck you niggas, need a pap smear check
Cuffin' on your bitch, she is not arrest
Better take this to trial, I am not gonna confess
Look at my ex, at my next, both of 'em bad, whole lotta ass
Lil bitty breast, I'm wreck, no disrespect
Gettin' caught in the act is my only
Raised in the 'jects, I don't under stress
Good in the bluff, I'm at on the 'crest
Get like a quiz, I am not one to test
Live on the road, like my Johnny Quest
C safe it's a boobie trap, the feds tracked me Google maps
And the company, let 'em do the tap
Damn T-Mobile, make you a rat
racer, I'ma do the max
Keep it movin' like the app
I'm on Elm like Freddie Kruger back
Blowin' good gas, that super pack

Cuz Lightyear]
Chiccen talk Popeye's, heatin' up the stove
Wrist counter-clockwise, beatin' up the
Yeen said shit slick, wipe your nose
Screen door still swangin', trap close

[Bridge: Cuz
Beat up the bowl, beat up the bowl, beat up the
Beat up the bowl, beat up the bowl, beat up the
Beat up the bowl, call my connect, pick up the
Pyrex, heat up the stove
Cook up yams, eat 'em up whole
wit my check, get hit wit that pole

[Verse 2: Killer
My name is kill, I'm from the
I'm muscle, fuck a Seville
I got your bitch, she on a
She suckin' dick, oh what a
Really for what, not for me
I had to teach her, stop using her
when you fuck again, bet you gone see
All of them compliments, back to me
I'm in the flame, 3 days a week
Maybe all 7, if I'm with Sleep
Shhhh, bitch I runnin' my mouth, yeah
Bitch I am runnin' the south,
Bitch I ain't 'bout records, yeah
Bitch I get mayors elected,
What you know move elections
And still got a brick on his hoe

Cuz Lightyear]
Chiccen talk like Popeye's, up the stove
Wrist counter-clockwise, beatin' up the
Yeen said shit slick, slime your nose
Screen door still swangin', trap close

[Verse 3: Cuz
Beat up the bowl, beat up the bowl, beat up the
up the bowl, beat up the bowl, beat up the bowl
Beat up the bowl, call my connect, up the load
Water Pyrex, heat up the
Cook up them yams, eat 'em up
wit my check, get hit wit that pole
Beat up the bowl, beat up the bowl, up the bowl
Beat up the bowl, beat up the bowl, beat up the
up the bowl, ice on my neck, mouth full of gold
Drip I juug, trap out Vlone
Stunt 'til I'm dead, sleep when I'm
this chiccen, nothin' for these hoes

[Chorus: Cuz
talk like Popeye's, heatin' up the stove
Wrist counter-clockwise, up the bowl
Yeen said slick, slime wipe your nose
door still swangin', trap don't close