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insane clown posse - chicken huntin' (music video version) كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: violent j & sh_ggy 2 dope]
well, i’m heading down a southern trail, i’m going chicken huntin’
_punch_ redneck chicken necks i ain’t saying nothing
to the hillbilly, _glass shatter_ my barrel in his eye
boomshacka boomshacka hair chunks in the sky
why, i never liked chicken pot pie
or the chopped chicken on rye
so tell mr. billy bob i’ma _bloop_ his neck up
slice, poke, chop chop, stab, cut
what can you do with the drunken hillbilly?
_ha ha ha ha_ eyes out and feed ’em to his aunt nilly
w_lly w_lly chicken neck, chicken hunting gotta love it
hit him with the twelve gauge bucket, chicken nuggеts
laid out all over the grass
then his littlе hound dog will eat ’em up fast
last as long as you can, my man
’cause when that chicken head hits the fan, you got
blood guts fingers and toes
blood guts fingers and toes
blood guts fingers and toes
sittin’ front row at the chicken show so
[chorus]
who’s going chicken huntin? we’s goin’ chicken huntin’!
who’s going chicken huntin? we’s goin’ chicken huntin’!
who’s going chicken huntin? we’s goin’ chicken huntin’!
cut a _cuckoo_ chicken up! right!
who’s going chicken huntin? we’s goin’ chicken huntin’!
who’s going chicken huntin? we’s goin’ chicken huntin’!
who’s going chicken huntin? we’s goin’ chicken huntin’!
cut a _cuckoo_ chicken up! right!

[verse 2: sh_ggy 2 dope, sh_ggy & violent j]
let me get a chicken sandwich with manwich
i’m finna wreck on a chicken neck
chopping up hilly and billy bob billy
’cause i chop _rooster crow_ rednecks silly
peeped in your yard, tell me, what did i see?
i seen a chicken boy _baa_ his sheep
i say “mister mister, what the _glass shatter_ you trying to do”
_unintelligible speech_
buzzards on your back, llamas on your lawn
i’m down with the clown, baby, bring the funkin’ on
boom shocka boom chop chop bang
i’m 2 dope and it ain’t no thang
to cut a chicken, trigger’s cl!ckin’
blow off his _neigh_ but his feet still kickin’
last as long as you can, my man
’cause when that chicken head hits the fan, it’s
blood, guts, fingers, and toes
blood, guts, fingers, and toes
blood, guts, fingers and toes
sittin’ front row at the chicken show so
[chorus]
who’s going chicken huntin? we’s goin’ chicken huntin’!
who’s going chicken huntin? we’s goin’ chicken huntin’!
who’s going chicken huntin? we’s goin’ chicken huntin’!
cut a _cuckoo_ chicken up! right!
who’s going chicken huntin? we’s goin’ chicken huntin’!
who’s going chicken huntin? we’s goin’ chicken huntin’!
who’s going chicken huntin? we’s goin’ chicken huntin’!
cut a _cuckoo_ chicken up! right!

[bridge: sh_ggy 2 dope]
ay! let it be known (let it be known)
the wicked clowns is in the haugh
and we don’t like no gizzard neck (that i don’t like rednecks [?])
buzzard back chicken _____ in the hood
you red neck _____!

[verse 3: violent j & sh_ggy 2 dope]
went to kentucky, i got lucky
met this hog_callin’ _oink_ named bucky
riding on a chicken, milking a sow
hittin’ switches in a drop top low ride tractor plow
redneck fella, moonshine sella
_gunshots_ by his neck bone, chicken bones
locked in the cellar, yellow belly chicken plucker
you redneck _gunshot_!
[chorus]
who’s going chicken huntin? we’s goin’ chicken huntin’!
who’s going chicken huntin? we’s goin’ chicken huntin’!
who’s going chicken huntin? we’s goin’ chicken huntin’!
cut a _cuckoo_ chicken up! right!

- insane clown posse

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