Luyện nghe bài hát Drumshanbo Hustle (another version)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Oh, you were puking up your
you read the standard contract you just signed