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

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

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

Pull up a chair, read a 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 sold

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

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

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

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", 'cause she's the
All I needed was my ketchup and my hot
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
stole my piece of chicken
But I'll you what my mother would say
Somebody stole my piece of

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

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

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

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

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

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

I was as a cat, in fact I was a cheetah
Especially when we follow the leader
Little Suzy May used to play
Show and tell with my

I used to my British Walkers to church
After the choir sang, the started to preach
So I had to
For a pen and some to keep myself occupied

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

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

The crack of the door", at the table
Moms my hand until it was sore
'Cause I ate the chicken
The preacher said grace, but I'm to go for self

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

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

You know that chicken I put in the refrigerator last
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

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