Luyện nghe bài hát 44 Robbers

I got up at half four
Forty-four around my door
Forty-four and maybe
What the hell they want me
Stubbly faces and grins
Ain't no way I'm them in

No way, you can't in
robbers stinkin' of gin
Uh huh, I lettin' you in
I'll hit you with a pin
So small hurt a fly

Get in my way and I'll sure as try
Kick your butt the block
wait yellin' for the cops

Fifty dealers and fifty
at the drive-in on my street
Shit, over my shoulder there's and Bluto
Looking nasty can I my judo?
It's always like this going out
So damn scared might leave home

No way, you come in
Forty-four stinkin' of gin
Uh huh, I lettin' you in
I'll hit you a rolling pin
So small can't a fly

Get in my way and I'll as hell try
Kick butt down the block
wait yellin' for the cops

I've got my freedom, got my pride
All means nothin' with the men
Puffing and preening and strutting their
Blocking my way out, had
Give me justice, hand it now
Gotta get a gun or just leave town, see ya

Sly and Al Capone
Are giving me grief on the
All I want is a Swiss cheese
at the deli stands big Arnie
Hey Jean-Claude, aside
That taxi's mine, I'm taking that

I go out to get the Sunday paper
What's my man to someone might rape her
I'm just having a on my own
Don't mean Hulk can take me home

Got my but my loud-as-fuck whistle
So ineffective I pray the Epistles
For to come, someday sooner
then I'll stay in my room