Luyện nghe bài hát Outlaw

Where the rebels gone
We don't need another pretty boy pretty song
Fake boys doin country all wrong
Need Another Haggard or a Cash
Somebody baccer and whippin ass
I a preacher
I need a savior how y'all

Can I get a

Let me get a outlaw like the man who me up
chickens to Kentucky in the back of beat up trucks
Because all I'm seeing now is Hollywood some hunting gear
And tv shows bout idiots think country is drinking beer
Sick of seeing skinny jeans like a cover girl
I wanna see some kids outback with .22s poppin
I wanna see young guns goin out on a duck hunt
and _____________________ been acting like a bum
These trends got it twisted and they make a petty style
Now Where's all my folks that could actually go survive

When that stock market crashes I'll be somewhere deep off in these
Killin shit, ass, and taking what the hell is mine

Fake boys doin country all wrong
Need Another Haggard or a Johnny

Somebody chewin and whippin ass
I need a
I need a savior, how bout
Can I get a

I got on my knuckles from a lap out in a parkin lot
Knife wounds in my from so called friends that take ______
There's snakes up in the
but shit I'm used to walkin tall
And if i feel you're shit
Won't second
Then your jaw
Today the world we in really tends to wash and fade away
That's why if you walkin shit then I don't care for shit you say
I met the I idolize
And so far there's white ass lies
Just country
goodness

me how that tends to fly
I'm on my southern twang
Baby and roll with me

Backwoods as it
And not the that you see on tv

I'm talkin ct
Kicking up some round
30 r6 with a seat of Woodstock

Fake boys doin country all wrong
Another Haggard or a Johnny Cash
Somebody baccer and whippin ass
I need a
I a savior, how bout y'all
Can I get a