Luyện nghe bài hát Chicken Huntin'

Where's that motherfucker at Damn, been about 10 days man
Hey, hey man, over man
Yeah, what can I do for you,
Yeah man, uh, lemme get one of those necks

Chicken neck, man, a red ass neck
A red Neck chicken, what?
Red ass chicken neck like man
Like
Yeah,

Well, I'm heading down a trail
I'm chicken huntin'
Chopping redneck chicken necks, I ain't nothing
To the stuck my barrel in his eye

Boom boom shacka hair jumps in the sky
Why I never liked pot pie?
Or the chopped chicken on
So, tell Mr. Bob I'm a cut his neck up

Slice, poke, chop, stab, cut
can you do with a drunken hillbilly?
Cut his fucking out and feed them to his Aunt Milly
Willy chicken neck, chicken hunting gotta love it

Hit him with the twelve bucket, chicken nuggets
Laid out all the grass
Then his little dog will eat them up fast
as long as you can my man
'Cause when chicken head hits the fan, you got

Blood, guts, fingers and
Blood, guts, and toes
Blood, guts, fingers and
Sitting front row at the show so

going chicken huntin'? We's going chicken huntin'
Who's going huntin'? We's going chicken huntin'
Who's chicken huntin'? We's going chicken huntin'
Cut a motherfucking up, right

Who's going chicken huntin'? going chicken huntin'
Who's going huntin'? We's going chicken huntin'
Who's going chicken huntin'? We's going chicken
Cut a motherfucking chicken up,

Let me get a chicken sandwich Manwich
I'm wreck on a chicken neck
up Hilly and Billy Bob Billy
'Cause I chop motherfucking silly

Peeked in his tell me what did I see
I seen a boy fucking a sheep
I say, "Mister mister, the fuck you trying to do?"
Ah, bibbity boo

Barrels in your mouth, in your head
The back of your all over the shed
Boom shacka boom chop bang
I'm 2 and it ain't no thang

To cut a chicken, clicking
Blow off his head but his still kicking
as long as you can my man
'Cause when that chicken head the fan there's

Blood, guts, and toes
Blood, guts, fingers and
Blood, guts, fingers and
Sittin' front row at the show so

Who's going chicken huntin'? going chicken huntin'
Who's going chicken huntin'? going chicken huntin'
Who's going chicken huntin'? We's going huntin'
Cut a motherfucking up, right

Who's going chicken huntin'? We's going chicken
Who's going chicken We's going chicken huntin'
Who's going huntin'? We's going chicken huntin'
Cut a motherfucking up, right

to Kentucky, I got lucky
Met hog callin' bitch named Bucky
Riding on a chicken, a sow
Hittin' switches in a drop top low ride plow

fella, moonshine sella
Hang him by his neck bone, chicken
Locked in the cellar, belly chicken plucker
You fucker

going chicken huntin'? We's going chicken huntin'
Who's going chicken huntin'? going chicken huntin'
Who's going chicken We's going chicken huntin'
Cut a chicken up, right