Luyện nghe bài hát Chickenhead

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

(Project Pat)
Bald-head skally-wag, ain't got no hair in
Gelled up up, yo hair is messed up
Need to get a hustle mission
Get up on run to beautician
Run game until the game is
That mean spend cheese fo tha baby
(bwok bwok) on a stalk for a bootleg
(bwok bwok) pretty walk walk out head
a thang eat a chicken wang
Got some gold teeth, at the tryna shake that thang
Tryna get a piece, chicken always into some dumb shit
Shoulda paid ya light bill, you a outfit
Stay at ya house and keep a smart mouth
It's Project Pat Memphis Tenn represent the
So pass tha and we gone stay tickin
Full of mo'-mo' holla at a chicken

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

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

(La Chat)
You riding but ya gas tank is on E
Be steppin out ain't no descent shoes on ya

(Project Pat)
That's just the meter broke youn't know'cha bout
Anyway them new Jordans come out

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

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

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

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

(Dj Paul)
Now these chickenhead hoes see this platinum as white gold
See the 20 inch Pirelli's mane thank the vogues
Dodgin all my foes Caddy truck wit dvd
A flock of broads follow me from the club to they knees
Knowin that's all I want out the club
The rest ain't smellin right the last thang on they is freshin up
It's goin down tonight, weave in they
Weed in they purse, crunk
Baby seats all across the wit clothes in the trunk

(Juicy J)
I been to hold my own
I been to ride on chrome
I been known to a platinum watch wit the diamond stones
I'm the fool tha dro
I'm the fool tha blow
I'm the who got u chicken heads knockin at my do
me that you diggin me
me I'm yo man to be
Girlfriend its gone a fee
Get yo ass and the streets
Pay ya boy and make me
So we keep swisher's lit
Pay yo we count them G's
it from all you chicks