Luyện nghe bài hát Piggy Pie (old School)

Once upon a time there were three little
Who went out into the big
To build their homes and seek fortunes

The little piggy, his house is made of wood
He lives in a turkey piggy neighborhood
He likes to his sister and drink his moonshine
A typical redneck filthy fuckin'

I into town with my axe in my holster
knows about the wicked piggy boaster
The sherrif at the border, he to take me out
I drew my axe with the quickness and cut his Adam's out

Walked in the and to the piggy's place
He opened up his door and me in the face
It blew me off the porch and blew my head in
But I'm a Juggalo, so it made me laugh

Axe in hand, I rose like the
And swung all my might, made a thump noise in his head
Since we out west, I a shotgun
And blew his fuckin tounge, out the of his cranium

little piggies, to make a piggy pie
There's nothing like a sound, you hear a piggy die
I choose a gun, I might choose an axe
The Carnival's in town, come and get your snacks

The second piggy, his house is made of brick
And this little is a mother fuckin' dick
He lays his rules and reads you your rights
In that funny lookin' car with the blinkin' lights

I a Volkswagon Bug, seventeen deep
Packed Juggalos, lights out and we creep
To the station and lay on the horn
First piggy out, we blow his out his uniform

Now they in pursuit, like Starski and
But there's only two of them, the are out to lunch
They call up Dunkon to gather up the rest
Twenty piggies with their bulletproof vests

We lead them on a chase, they off rounds
But now they all fucked, 'cuz we at the grounds
And they gettin' swallowed by their very on
Dark Carnival and wicked clowns, 'cuz we

little piggies, to make a piggy pie
There's like a sound, when you hear a piggy die
I might choose a gun, I choose an axe
The Carnival's in town, come and get your snacks

Three little piggies, to a piggy pie
There's like a sound, when you hear a piggy die
I choose a gun, I might choose an axe
The Carnival's in town, and get your piggy snacks

The last little piggy, his house is of gold
He in a mansion on his own private road
I started walking down it, the guard he told me
I snapped his fuckin' neck in two and slammed his nuts in the

'Cuz this little must definitely die
off and toss it in the sky
And then I watch the moon take the form of the
And pull it out the sky and beat it with a

People in my city, they fightin' for their
He sleeps on a matress, stuffed with hundred dollar
A Richey is the devil, he never admit it
So I'mma cut his hand off and slap his face it

up his door, he sleeping in his bed
I grabbed a brick of gold and smacked it his head
He begged for his life, I told him it's too
And tied his neck in a knot and watch him suffocate 'cuz I

Three little piggies, to a piggy pie
There's like a sound, when you hear a piggy die
I might choose a gun, I might an axe
The Carnival's in town, come and get piggy snacks
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