Luyện nghe bài hát Piggy Pie (old School)

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

The first piggy, his house is made of wood
He lives in a chicken 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 at the border, he tried to take me out
I drew my axe the quickness and cut his Adam's apple out

Walked in the village and to the piggy's
He up his door and shot 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 the dead
And swung with all my might, made a noise in his head
we out west, I grabbed a shotgun
And blew his tounge, out the back of his cranium

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

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

I drive a Volkswagon Bug, deep
Packed fulla Juggalos, lights out and we
To the station and lay on the horn
First piggy out, we his lungs out his uniform

Now they in pursuit, Starski and Hutch
But only two of them, the rest are out to lunch
call up Dunkon Doughnuts to gather up the rest
Twenty five piggies with their vests

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

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

Three piggies, to make 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, come and get your snacks

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

'Cuz little piggy must definitely die
[Incomprehensible] off and it in the sky
And then I watch the moon take the of the devil
And pull it out the sky and it with a shovel

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

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

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