Luyện nghe bài hát Chickenhead

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

(Project Pat)
Bald-head skally-wag, ain't got no in back
up weaved up, yo hair is messed up
Need to get bout a hustle
Get up on loot run to
Run until the game is gravy
don't mean spend cheese fo tha baby
(bwok bwok) on a stalk stalk for a
(bwok bwok) pretty walk walk out head
Ain't a thang eat a wang
Got some teeth, at the club tryna shake that thang
get a piece, chicken chicken always into some dumb shit
Shoulda ya light bill, you bought a outfit
Stay at ya mammy house and a smart mouth
Project Pat Memphis Tenn represent the South
So pass tha dro-dro and we gone tickin
Full of that mo'-mo' at a chicken

(La Chat)
Yeah you like my outfit, even fake the deal
I thought you said you had your girl on the bill

(Project Pat)
Always in my face talkin this and
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 shoes on ya feet

(Project Pat)
That's just the meter broke youn't know'cha bout
Anyway them new Jordans come out

(La Chat)
Hate see ya in a club, ya wit a mug
Knowin that ya 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 friend ya damn-near

(La Chat)
I sho did in our drankin on that "yak"
Mouth fulla gold but yo ass need some

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

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

(Juicy J)
I known to hold my own
I been to ride on chrome
I known to flip a platinum watch wit the diamond stones
I'm the fool tha dro
I'm the fool tha blow
I'm the who got u chicken heads knockin at my do
Tellin me that you me
me I'm yo man to be
Girlfriend its cost a fee
Get yo ass and the streets
Pay ya boy and make me
So we keep swisher's lit
Pay yo fees we count G's
Cashin it all you chicks