Luyện nghe bài hát Drumshanbo Hustle (another version)

Lord, have mercy, so good
I I'm gonna work

I was talking to the judge, just before we left the
Piece of in his hand, tryin' to find the way
Tryin' to rip it out, well, now I've got it all
Tore the pages up they brought the curtain down

I the day, the Drumshanbo Hustle
When you couldn't a bird
It was not a sound

They trying to muscle in
An easy way to the money in
You were puking up guts
When you looked at the standard contract, you signed

Prostitution on the run, 'cepting when it was
Tryin' to drain 'em all dry, got hung up by the
and books, clearly undefinable
Wiped the clean slate and the rug from underneath her feet

I remember the day, the Drumshanbo
When you couldn't hear no
'Cos were making not a sound

They tryin' to muscle in
The and the publishing
You puking up your guts
you read the candid contract you just signed, alright

New hooker by the neck
Reads your Tarot cards and
Hey, I want to get your stars but don't know sign

It was taking time to get the message to it
But will a hand down you one?
And a letter five "T" to rhyme, no sign

I remember the day, the Hustle
Couldn't a bird, Lord, you couldn't hear no sound
were trying to muscle in
On the gigs and the and the publishing

You were puking up guts
When you read the standard you just signed
You were up your guts
you read the standard contract that you signed

Oh, you puking up your guts
When you read the standard you just signed