Luyện nghe bài hát Paul Revere

Now here's a little story I've got to
three bad brothers you know so well
It way back in history
Adrock, (M.C.A.) and me (Mike D.)
I had a little horse named Revere
Just me and my horsy and a quart of
across the land kicking up sand
Sheriff's posse on my tail I'm in demand
One Beastie I be
All by myself nobody
The sun is beating on my baseball hat
The air is gettin' hot the beer is getting
for a girl I ran into a guy
His is M.C.A., I said, "Howdy" he said, "Hi"

He told a little story sounded well rehearsed
Four days on the run and he's dying of thirst
The was in my hand and he was on my tip
His was hoarse, his throat was dry and he asked me for a sip
He said, "Can I get some?"
I said, you get none!
Had a to run
He pulled out his
He was on the draw, I thought I'd be dead
He put the gun to my head and this is he said,

"Now my name is M.C.A., got a license to kill
I think you know what it is, it's time to get ill
Now what do we have here an and his beer
I run land, you understand, I make myself clear."
We stepped into the - he had a gun, I had a grin
You think this story's over but it's ready to

"Now I got the gun, you got the
You got two of what you can do
It's not a decision as you can see
I can you away or you can ride with me"
I said, I'll ride with you if can get me to the
The sheriff's me for what I did to his daughter
I did it like this, I did it like
I did it with a bat
So I'm on the run, the got my gun
And right about now time to have some fun
The Adrock that is my name
And I know the fly spot where got the champagne."
We rode for six the we hit the spot
The was a bumping and the girlies was hot
This was staring like he knows who we are
We the empty spot next to him at the bar
M.C.A. Said, (Yo, you this kid?)
I said, I didn't, but I he did
(The kid said) Get ready cause this funny
My name's D. And I'm about to get money.
Pulled out the jammy, it at the sky
He yelled, (Stick 'em up!) and let two fly
went up and people hit the floor
He wasted two that ran for the door
"I'm Mike D. And I get
Your and your jewelry is what I expect"
M.C.A. Was with it and my ace
So I grabbed the piano player and I punched him in the
The player's out the music stopped
His boy had and he got dropped
Mike D. the money (M.C.A. Snatched the gold)
I two girlies and a beer that's cold.