Luyện nghe bài hát Chickenhead

(chorus)
bwok bwok, chicken
bwok bwok, chicken (boy please whateva)
bwok bwok, chicken
bwok bwok, chicken
(x4)

(Project Pat)
Bald-head skally-wag, ain't got no hair in
Gelled up up, yo hair is messed up
Need to get bout a mission
Get up on loot run to
Run game until the game is
That don't mean cheese fo tha baby
(bwok bwok) on a stalk stalk for a
(bwok bwok) pretty walk givin out head
Ain't a eat a chicken wang
Got some gold teeth, at the club shake that thang
Tryna get a piece, chicken always into some dumb shit
Shoulda paid ya bill, you bought a outfit
at ya mammy house and keep a smart mouth
It's Pat Memphis Tenn represent the South
So tha dro-dro and we gone stay tickin
Full of that holla at a chicken

(La Chat)
Yeah you my outfit, don't even fake the deal
I you said you had your girl on the light bill

(Project Pat)
Always in my face this and that
Girl I had to buy some for da Cadillac

(La Chat)
You riding clean but ya gas is on E
Be steppin out ain't no descent shoes on ya

(Project Pat)
That's just the meter broke know'cha talkin bout
Anyway them new finna come out

(La Chat)
Hate see ya in a club, ya wit a mug
Knowin ya ridin wit ya boy, ya nothin but a scrub

(Project Pat)
But he was with me, when you hated
cause when I got up on ya ya damn-near fainted

(La Chat)
I sho did in our face drankin on "yak"
Mouth gold but yo ass need some Tic-Tacs

(Project Pat)
What? You need some gum, breathe some thunder
you lookin at? I don't want yo phone number
(boy whateva)

(Dj Paul)
Now these chickenhead see this platinum thick as white gold
See the 20 inch roll mane thank the vogues
all my foes ridin Caddy truck wit dvd
A flock of broads follow me from the club to they knees
Knowin that's all I want out the club
The rest ain't smellin right the last on they mind is freshin up
It's goin down tonight, in they head
Weed in purse, still crunk
Baby seats all across the back wit clothes in the

(Juicy J)
I been to hold my own
I been known to ride on
I been known to flip a platinum wit the diamond stones
I'm the supplyin tha dro
I'm the supplyin tha blow
I'm the playa who got u heads knockin at my do
me that you diggin me
me I'm yo man to be
Girlfriend its cost a fee
Get yo ass and work the
Pay ya boy and me rich
So we them swisher's lit
Pay yo fees we them G's
it from all you chicks