Luyện nghe bài hát Fried Chicken

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

Mmm, chicken, fly vixen
Give me heart but need you in my kitchen
You a bird but you a ki
Got wings but you fly away from me

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

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

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

Misses Chicken
You gon be a nigga's
by southern black women
To serve massa,

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

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

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

Shit, it taste good, I can't lie, it's you're walkin out a tannin saloon
When I pull you out the oven from I got you on my mind
Rubbin that sun tan lotion all up 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 massagin me to
You with lemon water, you and season
And dippin you in

Baby, like you at the spa, the way you gently lay in the pan
While you enjoyin you milk treatment
I sit and watch the grease sizzle bubblin on skin
Despite the funny fragrance still I lick my finger

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

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

Ima eat you til nothin left, until my very last breath
You gon be a nigga death, despite I prepare it the
And specialize in cookin swine as a
You gon be a nigga

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