Luyện nghe bài hát Sell Chickens

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I sell
finger lickin
Mash potatoes, french
And came with a biscuit
house a drive thru
Dying to you
Ready to place your order or do you need a

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Culinary Art dying to serve you
In the cookin but this aint no damn school
and beat up
Pyrex and up
Glass pot
I cook in no beaker
Last i did my shit like a speaker
I lost my and picked up on reefer
hand kept turnin
Money was
blunt shawty so the kush we burnin
I buy the
Heads was
40 in my pants Al Bundy
Bottom of the valley yea had me
Narcs was takin pictures but the J's comin
Mash potatoes, french fries and one hundred
game gravy kept me countin the money

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I chickens
I make
30 rack come and get you a ticket
Mine one
I do false business
Ice hockey chest but I kick it
I'm trap
I'm get it
In my trap house got of midget
White cyrus
by the fridgie
Scale and you can really get it
Ready to place your order like Mrs
Pull around drive way you through a window
2010 dawg man i had grey though
Swing the doors wit 40 cals come your grey dough
Down to a nigga like his name is Play-Dough
32 E-N-T playin no game hoe
Stackin this
Money like Legos
If it was some chips you call me Pringles
I could sell a dime throw a the singles
Orange and chain lookin like the Bengals
my car pass by all the kids holla bingo
Ball up in the clubs man the hoes on my
they mouths open
Like they semen
Her phone keep beatin so i keep
night this hoe keep creepin
He kept
She sleepy