Luyện nghe bài hát Fried Chicken

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

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

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

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

Then I flock to the bed plop
When we done I rest
Don't know what part of you I best
legs or your breast

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

You gon be a nigga's
Misses Chicken
You was my
wet hot, coalesced

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

[Incomprehensible] collard
But you knockin me to my
Its me when I miss, ah
Nothin I need than a fish fry

Shit, it good, I can't lie, it's like you're walkin out a tannin saloon
When I pull you out the oven bakin I got you on my mind
that sun tan lotion 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 gave me power, to me to shower
You with water, marinate you and season
And dippin you in

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

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

Butterflies up in my stomach when I laid on you
Or was it manifestin?
Confused the feelin impatiently eatin you
worm chewin on the wall of my intestine

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

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