Luyện nghe bài hát Chickenhead

(chorus)
bwok bwok, chicken
bwok bwok, chicken (boy please whateva)
bwok bwok, chicken
bwok bwok, heads
(x4)

(Project Pat)
Bald-head skally-wag, ain't got no hair in
Gelled up weaved up, yo hair is up
Need to get bout a hustle
Get up on loot run to
Run game the game is gravy
That don't mean cheese fo tha baby
(bwok bwok) on a stalk for a bootleg
(bwok bwok) pretty walk walk givin out
a thang eat a chicken wang
Got some gold teeth, at the club tryna shake thang
Tryna get a piece, chicken chicken into some dumb shit
Shoulda paid ya bill, you bought a outfit
Stay at ya mammy and keep a smart mouth
It's Project Pat Memphis Tenn the South
So pass tha dro-dro and we gone stay
Full of mo'-mo' holla at a chicken

(La Chat)
Yeah you like my outfit, don't fake the deal
I you said you had your girl on the light bill

(Project Pat)
Always in my talkin this and that
I had to buy some rims for da Cadillac

(La Chat)
You riding clean but ya gas is on E
Be steppin out no descent shoes on ya feet

(Project Pat)
just the meter broke youn't know'cha talkin bout
Anyway them new Jordans finna out

(La Chat)
Hate see ya in a club, ya wit a mug
Knowin that ya ridin wit ya boy, ya but a scrub

(Project Pat)
But he was with me, that's you hated
cause I got up on ya friend ya damn-near fainted

(La Chat)
I sho did in our drankin on that "yak"
Mouth fulla gold but yo ass need some

(Project Pat)
What? You need some gum, breathe like thunder
What you lookin at? I don't yo phone number
(boy whateva)

(Dj Paul)
Now chickenhead hoes see this platinum thick as white gold
See the 20 inch Pirelli's mane thank the vogues
Dodgin all my foes ridin Caddy wit dvd
A flock of follow me from the club to break they knees
Knowin all I want straight out the club
The rest smellin right the last thang on they mind is freshin up
goin down tonight, weave in they head
Weed in they purse, crunk
Baby seats all across the back wit in the trunk

(Juicy J)
I been to hold my own
I been known to ride on
I been known to flip a platinum wit the diamond stones
I'm the supplyin tha dro
I'm the supplyin tha blow
I'm the playa who got u heads knockin at my do
Tellin me that you me
me I'm yo man to be
Girlfriend its cost a fee
Get yo ass and work the
Pay ya boy and me rich
So we them swisher's lit
Pay yo fees we count G's
it from all you chicks