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Chicken Huntin' (Slaughterhouse Inst)
Chicken Huntin' (Slaughterhouse Inst) Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Chicken Huntin' (Slaughterhouse Inst) By Insane Clown Posse?
Well, I'm headed down the southern trail, I'm goin' chicken huntin'
Choppin' red neck chicken necks, I ain't sayin' nothin' To the hillbilly, stick my barrel in his eye Boom-shaka, boom-shaka hair chunks in the sky Why I, never liked chicken pot pie Or the chopped chicken on rye? Tell Mr. Billy Bob, I'm a cut his neck up Slice, poke, chop-chop, stab cut "What can you do with a drunken hillbilly?" Cut his fuckin' eyes out, and feed 'em to his aunt Nilly Willie, willie chicken neck, chicken huntin' gotta love it Hit him with the 12 gauge bucket, chicken nuggets Layed out all over the grass Bet his little hound dog'll eat 'em up fast Last as long as you can, my man 'Cuz 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 Who's goin' chicken huntin? (We's goin' chicken huntin') Who's goin' chicken huntin? (We's goin' chicken huntin') Who's goin' chicken huntin? (We's goin' chicken huntin') Cut a motherfuckin' chicken up Right Lemme get a chicken sandwich, with manwich, ah Feel the red on a chicken neck Choppin' up hella yeah, Billy Bob Billy 'Cuz I chop motherfuckin' red necks silly Peeped in your yard tell me what did I see? I seen the chicken boy, fuckin' this sheep, I said "Mister, Mister, what the f*ck you tryin' to do?" Badau-bad-a-badau-badau-bau Barrels in your mouth, bullets to your head The back to your neck's all over the shed Boom-shaka-boom, chop, chop, bang I'm 2 dope, and it ain't no thing To cut a chicken, triggers clickin' Blow off his head but his feet still kickin' Last as long as you can, my man 'Cuz 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 Who's goin' chicken huntin? (We's goin' chicken huntin') Who's goin' chicken huntin? (We's goin' chicken huntin') Who's goin' chicken huntin? (We's goin' chicken huntin') Cut a motherfuckin' chicken up Right Rich bitch Yeah, yeah, yeah Ha ha ha ha ha Uh |
Who Wrote Chicken Huntin' (Slaughterhouse Inst) By Insane Clown Posse?
Joseph Bruce, Joseph Jr Modeliste, Arthur Lanon Neville, Leo Nocentelli, George Joseph Jr Porter
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What's The Duration Of The Chicken Huntin' (Slaughterhouse Inst) By Insane Clown Posse?The duration of Chicken Huntin' (Slaughterhouse Inst) is 3:49 minutes and seconds. |
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