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

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

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

Pull up a chair, a book like Dr. Seuss
off the skin, eat all the meat
Nibble on the and then suck the goo
Man, if my mother was the Colonel, her chicken woulda

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

it, everyday
Boy, you better clean up room
you go outside and play

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

If my wasn't his girl, I was definitely in her
Got in them, skirts
(Yo, you was feenin' for a fix)
Ran in the
And put my in the cornbread 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
the meat off the bone and then I ate the skin

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

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

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

Chicken barbecues in the summer was the
Whoo, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, Groove
Was the jam Grandmaster Vic in the park
Past the dark, I seen the spark, so did me, Troy and

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

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

with the kids your own age
That's they used to tell us
I got jealous when we run with the big fellas
Bullies on the block to beat us

I was quick as a cat, in I was a cheetah
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 came and sat by my side
And said, "Mmm, you I smell good"
I to myself, "Please, oh, please reverend
Now you speed up the sermon so I can determine

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

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

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

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

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

I take your chicken, pop

Just wait 'til I get home 'cause no chicken left
(Hey, cool)
Miss took the last piece of chicken
(That's cool)