Luyện nghe bài hát Who Stole My Last Piece of Chicken?

Of all the things my momma to cook, I liked chicken
You know chicken I put in the refrigerator last night?
Well, I expect to find it when I get or else

Damn, it really hurts my heart to remember
(Remember these)
way back in the seventies
(Seventies)
The AIDS you used to know was Kool-AIDS
Corn-bread, and corn-br-AIDS

up a chair, read a book like Dr. Seuss
Peel off the skin, eat all the
Nibble on the bone and then the goo
Man, if my mother was the Colonel, her woulda sold

It taste better the next day cold
Chick-chicken,
I collect my thoughts, I recollect
I to listen to my moms
(To my mommy)

it, everyday
Boy, you better up your room
Before you go and play

Yo, Monch, you can
When we used to skelly way back
Blastin' wax, side or tops, Prince don't that
Uh, oh, it's six o'clock, I'm for dinner

If my girl his girl, I was definitely in her
Got in them, skirts
(Yo, you was feenin' for a fix)
Ran in the
And put my finger in the mix

Mom yells, "Dinner's ready", she's the boss
All I was my ketchup and my hot sauce
And my cornbread, now I'm to dig in
Pick the off the bone and then I ate the skin

But I'll you what my mother would say
Somebody stole my of chicken
But I'll tell you my mother would say
Somebody stole my piece of

Round, round, one,
(Up, up, two)
I'm out of the batch and you can't catch me
Mrs. Mary Mac, all in black
rather fat and she carries a bat

She's the nosiest lady on the block when hot
Cops get shot when we SWAT
But no one never though, we just cried
Only to laugh again when my moms made

Chicken barbecues in the was the move
Whoo, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, Grand
Was the jam Grandmaster Vic in the park
Past the dark, I the spark, so did me, Troy and Mark

to the rib shack, ordered chicken and the collard
Greens but there's no left in my wallet
But I kept fifty for my juice
(Word?)
Now we would go to house and get loose
(Uhh)

I'm looking out of the window
(Window)
Watching the asphault grow
(Grow, slow)
My friend was a G.I. Joe
Although he had spots in his afro

Play with the kids own age
That's what they to tell us
I got when we couldn't run with the big fellas
on the block used to beat us

I was quick as a cat, in fact I was a
Especially when we played follow the
Little Suzy May Robinson to play
Show and tell my peter

I used to rock my Walkers to church
After the sang, the preacher started to preach
So I had to
For a pen and some paper to keep occupied

But the aroma from the kitchen came and sat by my
And said, "Mmm, you I smell good"
I to myself, "Please, oh, please reverend
Now would you speed up the so I can determine

Whether I'ma have or collars greens
With my that I'm yearnin'"
Turnin' to the in the back, whispering
"Please keep the chicken monster from through

The crack of the door", later at the
Moms poppped my hand it was sore
'Cause I ate the before
The preacher grace, but I'm ready to go for self

But there's not one piece of chicken on the left
(What happened to that wing man? Where that go?)

(Where that go?)
Chick-chick-chick-chicken,

You know chicken I put in the refrigerator last night?
Well, I expect to find it I get home, or else
But I'll you what my mother would say
"Somebody my piece of chicken"

I take your chicken, pop

Just wait 'til I get home ain't no chicken left
(Hey, cool)
Miss Clarabell took the last of chicken
(That's cool)