Luyện nghe bài hát Fried Chicken

Uh, Lord, Jah
What I'm do?
Uh, Lord, Jah
is all true

Mmm, chicken, fly vixen
Give me disease but need you in my kitchen
You a but you ain't a ki
Got but you can't fly away from me

Drivin in your bucket all the way from Kentucky to fuck with me
Look what done to me, was number one to me
you shower, you and your gold medal flour
Then you rub your hot oil for 'bout a half an

You in your hot tub, I'm at you salivatin
Dry you off, I got your towel waitin
Lay you down cause red hot
Louisiana style you make my rot

Then I to the bed then plop
we done I need rest
Don't know what of you I love best
legs or your breast

Misses Fried
You gon be a nigga's
Created by black women
To serve massa,

You gon be a death
Misses Fried
You was my
Drippin wet hot,

Like with their Souvla
Or Italians with tomato pasta
Or is to a Rasta, trappin me
You and friend mac and cheese

[Incomprehensible] greens
But you knockin me to my
Its killin me I miss, ah
I need more than a fish fry

Shit, it taste good, I can't lie, it's like walkin out a tannin saloon
When I pull you out the oven from I got you on my mind
Rubbin that sun tan all up over your body
So amazin, how you sparkle when I glaze, you

Hey, my pretty hand hot, its so feminine the way you
And how you me power, to massagin me to shower
You with water, marinate you and season
And you in chowder

Baby, it's you at the spa, the way you gently lay in the pan
While you enjoyin you butter treatment
I sit and watch the grease sizzle bubblin on your
Despite the funny fragrance still I lick my frequent

In any event I'm reflectin on all the that I got
Sayin that I shouldn't fuck you
But the way you made it hard to resist
When I put my mouth on you but that's issue

Butterflies up in my stomach I laid eyes on you
Or was it infection
Confused over the impatiently eatin you
[Incomprehensible] worm on the wall of my intestine

Ima eat you til there's nothin left, until my last breath
You gon be a nigga death, I prepare it the best
And specialize in swine as a chef
You gon be a death

Who cares if the swine is mixed rats, cats and dogs combined
Yes, Ima eat the shit to death, ain't that some
Ima eat some shit until what Im eatin me
And I to do that, why? Cause that's just what niggas do