Luyện nghe bài hát Southern Can Is Mine

Now looka here let me tell you this
If you to get crooked I'm gonna give you my fist
You might read Revelations back to Genesee
But if you get crooked, your can belongs to me
Ain't no you bringin no jive to me
your southern can is mine
Might go have me arrested and have me put in jail
hotshot got money come and throw my bail
Soon as I get out, hit the
southern can worth two dollar, half a pound
Ain't no need of bringing no to me
cause your southern can is
You might take it the south you might carry it up north
but understand you rule or either be my boss
Take it from the east, it in the west
When I get it mama, can won't see no rest.
no need of bringing no stuff to me
cause your southern can is
(in the morning)
your can belongs to me
(i'm not dreamin)
southern can belongs to me.
Ah to ashes mama, and sin to sin,
every time I hit you you'll think I've got a hands.
Give you a punch through that barb-wire
Every time I hit you you'll say I've got no
no need of bringing no stuff to me
cause southern can is mine
(every bit of it)
can belongs to me
Get me a brick out of my
you the devil if you get kinda hard
Ain't no need of bringing no jive here
cause your can is mine
(you me cryin)
can belongs to me
Spank it a bit, boy.

(guitar run)

Ah, southern can is mine.
Now if I catch ya mama down in the heart of
take me a bran-new and tear your can on down.
Ain't no need you bringin no to me,
because southern can belongs to me
(I'm to ya)
southern can belongs to me.
You may be deathbed sick and mama and bound
I'll make can moan like a hound
no need you bringin no stuff to me
because your can is mine
(you me talkin)
southern can to me.

(Guitar run)

Oh spank it that.
The way Mae likes it.

Cause your can is mine.
Sit unsteady with your eyes all red
what I said get your dead.
Ain't no of bringing no jive to me
cause southern can is mine
You got to your barkin and raising the deuce
I'll grab you and turn every way but loose
Ain't no need of bringing no jive honey
cause your can belongs to me
(every bit of it)
southern can to me.

(Guitar run.)

Aww, whup it boy, the way the people like that thing.

Ain't no of bringing no jive here honey
cause your southern can is
(you me talkin)
southern can belongs to me.
Might twiddle like a
let it jump like a
Every I hit it you'll holler
God oh God
Ain't no of bringing no jive here honey
cause your southern can is
(you me talkin)
can belongs to me.
Now it a little bit, just whup it.
Aww shucks. Play that boy.
can belo-ongs to me.