Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Luck

Some like to gamble
But you, you always
Some people to rock n' roll
You're always singing the

You gotta disposition
No one really knows the why
You gotta bad, bad
Gonna hang down your and cry

You got bad, bad
Bad, bad
You got bad, bad
Bad, bad

Thirteen's my lucky
To you it means inside
Black cat done my path
No to run and hide

You're looking a cracked mirror
No one really knows the why
enemies are getting nearer
Gonna hang your head and cry

You got bad, bad
Bad, bad

Some go to church on Sundays
Others they pray at
You tell them that there no God
That better off standing alone

You're scratching at the eight ball
No one really the reason why
You do the job and then you
Gonna hang down head and cry

You got bad, bad
Bad, bad
You got bad, bad
Bad, bad

on give it to me
Bad, bad
Bad, bad
Go on get it