to see you there tonight But in my neighborhood You know the chicken's good I want to see the black men fight And now the time is here Cold chicken
번역: Guttermouth. 치킨 박스.
x] Sittin front row at the chicken show so... [Chorus (1x)] Who's going chicken huntin We's goin' chicken huntin' [3x] Cut a motherfucking chicken up
want to see you there tonight but in my neighborhood you know the chicken's good i want to see the black men fight and now the time is here cold chicken
3x] Sittin front row at the chicken show so... [Chorus (1x)] Who's going chicken huntin We's goin' chicken huntin' [3x] Cut a motherfucking chicken up
[Intro:] Aye Shawty Aye! Well Hey Shawty Hey Hey Hey Hey! [Chorus: x2] I say you got mo' flava then a box of chicken Girl you're a star should I keep
Tonight, tonight, we gather the dead (Tonight, tonight) Tonight, tonight, off with your head You'll never guess what's up You'll never guess what's up
When the wind is howling through your window pane It's not the only pain of the night You're burning up in your bed, you got a fever of love And there
yet I ain't pointing no fingers Ain't layin' no blame And I don't wanna lose my cool But you just don't fool With a country boy's tool Tool box Now
It's my primary instinct to protect the child Girl singing in the wreckage My dress is torn, my hair is wild Girl singing in the wreckage My first kiss
for you to leave her Who's that chick? who's that chick? Who's that chick? who's that chick? Who's that chick? who's that chick? Back on the dancefloor
Yea, yea, this shit sound like One, two O'clock in the mornin' with the full moon out Niggaz in they trucks creepin' With a fresh box of ecstasy pills
, caught in the life I can't let it go, whether that's right I will never know But here goes nothing Pull up on the block in the drop top chicken box
I play chicken with the train Play chicken with the train train Unh huh huh, unh huh huh You know that I play chicken with the train Play chicken with
do? Roc-A-Fella Style, Peace [Ice-T] Peace out Motherfuckers said I'd never survive, here I am Check your sound scan virally grand out the box Bitches
cover She know the deal Ass look better in a 9 inch heel One left in my room like Cinderella Hand full of chicks, no better get ill Freak to the bone even if your mom home I'm beatin' still Killed them chicks
want a ride or die chick baby But you ain't got a whip baby It ain't gon' happen, you ain't got shit You need a walk or die chick, baby, yeah Yeah,
Lemonhead diamond earrings I wore yesterday burr I'm pimpin' where I'm winnin', that's just how I'm chillin' I'm smokin' gray sacily' chickens, Corvette
