Luyện nghe bài hát Fried Chicken

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

Mmm, fried chicken, fly
Give me heart disease but need you in my
You a but you ain't a ki
Got wings but you fly away from me

Drivin in your bucket all the way from Kentucky to fuck with 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 'bout a half an

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

Then I flock to the bed then
When we I need rest
know what part of you I love best
Your legs or your

Misses Fried
You gon be a death
Created by southern black
To serve massa,

You gon be a nigga's
Misses Fried
You was my
Drippin wet hot,

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

collard greens
But you me to my knees
Its killin me I miss, ah
Nothin I more than a fish fry

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

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

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

In any event I'm reflectin on all the that I got
that I shouldn't fuck with you
But the way you made 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 infection
Confused over the feelin eatin you
worm chewin on the wall of my intestine

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

Who cares if the swine is mixed 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