Luyện nghe bài hát Chicken Huntin'

Where's that motherfucker at Damn, been about 10 days man
Hey, hey man, over man
Yeah, what can I do for you,
Yeah man, uh, lemme get one of those chicken

Chicken neck, man, a red ass chicken
A red Neck chicken, what?
Red ass chicken neck your's man
Like
Yeah,

Well, I'm down a southern trail
I'm going chicken
Chopping chicken necks, I ain't saying nothing
To the hillbilly stuck my in his eye

Boom shacka shacka hair jumps in the sky
Why I never liked chicken pot
Or the chopped chicken on
So, tell Mr. Billy Bob I'm a cut his up

Slice, poke, chop, stab, cut
What can you do with a drunken
Cut his fucking eyes out and feed them to his Aunt
Willy Willy chicken neck, chicken hunting gotta it

Hit him with the twelve gauge bucket, chicken
out all over the grass
Then his hound dog will eat them up fast
as long as you can my man
'Cause when chicken head hits the fan, you got

Blood, guts, and toes
Blood, guts, fingers and
Blood, guts, fingers and
Sitting front row at the show so

going chicken huntin'? We's going chicken huntin'
Who's going chicken huntin'? going chicken huntin'
Who's going chicken We's going chicken huntin'
Cut a motherfucking chicken up,

going chicken huntin'? We's going chicken huntin'
Who's going huntin'? We's going chicken huntin'
Who's going huntin'? We's going chicken huntin'
Cut a motherfucking up, right

Let me get a chicken sandwich with
I'm wreck on a chicken neck
up Hilly and Billy Bob Billy
'Cause I chop rednecks silly

Peeked in his yard tell me did I see
I seen a boy fucking a sheep
I say, "Mister mister, what the fuck you to do?"
Ah, bibbity boo

Barrels in mouth, bullets in your head
The back of neck's all over the shed
Boom shacka boom chop bang
I'm 2 and it ain't no thang

To cut a chicken, clicking
Blow off his but his feet still kicking
as long as you can my man
'Cause when that chicken head hits the fan

Blood, guts, fingers and
Blood, guts, fingers and
Blood, guts, fingers and
Sittin' front row at the chicken so

Who's going chicken huntin'? We's chicken huntin'
Who's going chicken huntin'? We's going chicken
Who's going chicken huntin'? We's going huntin'
Cut a chicken up, right

going chicken huntin'? We's going chicken huntin'
Who's going chicken huntin'? We's going chicken
going chicken huntin'? We's going chicken huntin'
Cut a chicken up, right

to Kentucky, I got lucky
Met this hog bitch named Bucky
Riding on a chicken, a sow
Hittin' switches in a drop top low ride tractor

Redneck fella, sella
Hang him by his bone, chicken bones
Locked in the cellar, yellow belly plucker
You redneck

Who's going chicken huntin'? We's chicken huntin'
Who's going huntin'? We's going chicken huntin'
Who's going chicken huntin'? We's going chicken
Cut a chicken up, right