Luyện nghe bài hát Packin' 25

Yesterday morning I
Out for a cup of
I and
Then I my hair

A man who know me
something to my back
I to turn around
And it

is why
I my .25
nobody knows
Right my boot

the law
No one to serve you
Why not be the
Why not be your

Swear kill you
Swear I'll kill you
The law, the law
And man out on the street knows
I swear I'll you

I dreamt all
How I
Make a man
a gun up to his face

Show to me
I care
What you're
I'll wipe that away

is why
I my .25
Where nobody
above my boot

the law
With no one to serve you
Why not be the
Why not be own?

I'll kill you
Swear that I'll you
The law, the law
And every man out on the street
I swear that I'll you
So why not be the