Luyện nghe bài hát Piggy Pie (old School)

Once upon a time there were three pigs
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 chicken piggy neighborhood
He likes to fuck his and drink his moonshine
A typical redneck filthy fuckin'

I rode into town my axe in my holster
Everybody knows about the wicked boaster
The at the border, he tried to take me out
I drew my axe with the quickness and cut his apple out

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

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

Three little piggies, to 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 piggy

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

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

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

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

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

Three little piggies, to a piggy pie
There's nothing 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 piggy

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

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

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

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

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