Luyện nghe bài hát Chicken Huntin'

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

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

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

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

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

Hit him the twelve gauge bucket, chicken nuggets
out all over the grass
Then his little hound dog will eat up fast
as long as you can my man
'Cause that chicken head hits the fan, you got

Blood, guts, and toes
Blood, guts, and toes
Blood, guts, and toes
Sitting front row at the chicken so

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

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

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

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

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

To cut a chicken, clicking
Blow off his head but his feet still
Last as as you can my man
'Cause when that chicken head hits the fan

Blood, guts, and toes
Blood, guts, and toes
Blood, guts, and toes
front row at the chicken show so

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

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

to Kentucky, I got lucky
Met this hog callin' bitch named
on a chicken, milking a sow
Hittin' switches in a top low ride tractor plow

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

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