Luyện nghe bài hát In Jail

Markin' time on concrete wall,
like it wasn't all that long
She caught my eye with her grin,
every needs a firing pin.

She said she me 'cos I was dangerous,
Got my skin 'cos my dad liked to get drunk and beat me up.
She came money and it made her mean,
the bad apple and the seed.

We were as nails,
but me who's gonna rot in jail.

I the night we met,
I her boyfriend and off we went.
Four-wheelin' on her ranch,
then she put nine-millimeter in my hand.

We off a few rounds at the stars,
lying on the hood of her Dodge.
Then she got crazy look in her eyes
said, "let's go rob the store tonight."

We hard as nails,
but it's me who's rot in jail.

Not for the money, we did it for the
Shoutin', "Don't act and nobody gets killed."
For eighty and a gallon of wine,
Surveillance cameras my good side.

She turned me in just to her own skin,
Creamy thighs state's evidence.
Her daddy's lawyers I slapped her around,
I got a guilty and the gavel came down.

We hard as nails,
but it's me who's rot in jail.
Yes, it's me gonna rot in jail.

Markin' time on this wall,
up for parole, well, next fall.
they ask me if I've been reformed,
I'll say, "Y'all let me out so I can that whore."

(I'm in jail, mama...
I her picture in my cell, mama.)
I'm in jail...I'm in
And see her in hell.