Luyện nghe bài hát Southern Can Is Mine

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

(guitar run)

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

(Guitar run)

Oh it like that.
The way Ruthie Mae it.

your southern can is mine.
Sit there unsteady with your all red
what I get your grandma dead.
Ain't no need of no jive to me
cause southern can is mine
You got to stop barkin and raising the deuce
I'll grab you mama and turn way but loose
Ain't no need of bringing no here honey
cause southern 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 can is mine
(you me talkin)
southern can belongs to me.
Might like a tadpole
let it jump a frog
Every time I hit it you'll
God oh God
Ain't no need of no jive here honey
cause your southern can is
(you me talkin)
can belongs to me.
Now play it a little bit, whup it.
Aww shucks. that thing boy.
Southern can to me.