Luyện nghe bài hát Chicken

Spark baby, Got hearts of fire
Dire Straights acquire the taste for bombs
King diesel I'm the pipe bomb
Blowing off right arm, twice as strong
Right or wrong, I'm getting
Lower than hell, then decibels
like a sonic on que
The belongs to who
tell you what I'm gonna do

Hey are you to go
We're run it till the sun light shows

In the mix with favors
All the flavors, I'm a caterer
Macadamia, ouy maenads
Mouth piece aiming, they cant explain it
It's I'm an alien, maybe I'm famous
all entertainment I'm saying
That's what's up, wake you game up
the sun come up, straight from the gut

Ooh now, oh-whoa well I so
Uh oh cause we're to go
Ooh now, devastating, shaking
Lights out, the show
And all I wanna

Hey are you to go
We gonna run it the sun light show
And if you're to roll
It's do or die fuckers so come
on come on go

In the arcade a fifth in my hand
Playing missile command, you ass
High score can't even play no
I turned it over, Surrounded by chain
This greenery I up is far from
four clovers, I told ya
We known as hard composers
Riding bulldozers and roller

Ooh now, well I hope so
Uh co we're ready to go
ohh now, generating,
lost all control
and all I know

Hey are you to go
we run it till the sun light shows
and if you're ready to
it's do or die mother so come
on, on lets go

Hey are you alright
we gonna run it until the sun glows
and if ready to roll
it's do or die fuckers come onna,
on lets go