Luyện nghe bài hát Chicken Huntin'

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

Chicken neck, man, a red ass neck
A red what? Neck chicken,
Red ass chicken like your's man
Like
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 boom hair jumps in the sky
Why I never liked chicken pot
Or the chicken on rye?
So, tell Mr. Billy Bob I'm a cut his up

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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