Luyện nghe bài hát Chicken Huntin'

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

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

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

Boom shacka shacka hair jumps in the sky
Why I liked chicken pot pie?
Or the chicken on rye?
So, tell Mr. Bob I'm a cut his neck up

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Redneck fella, sella
Hang him by his bone, chicken bones
Locked in the cellar, yellow belly chicken
You redneck

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