Luyện nghe bài hát Southern Can Is Mine

Now looka here let me tell you this
If you wants to get crooked I'm gonna give you my
You might read Revelations back to Genesee
But if you get crooked, your can belongs to me
Ain't no need you bringin no to me
Cause your can is mine
Might go uptown 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 of bringing no stuff to me
cause southern can is mine
You might take it from the south you carry it up north
but you can't rule or either be my boss
Take it the east, hide it in the west
I get it mama, your can won't see no rest.
Ain't no 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.
you a punch through that barb-wire fence
Every time I hit you say I've got no sense
Ain't no need of no stuff to me
cause your can is mine
(every bit of it)
southern can to me
Get me a brick out of my
give you the devil if you get hard
Ain't no need of no jive here honey
cause your can is mine
(you me cryin)
southern can to me
it a little bit, boy.

(guitar run)

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

(Guitar run)

Oh spank it that.
The way Mae likes it.

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

(Guitar run.)

Aww, whup it boy, that's the way the like that thing.

Ain't no need of bringing no jive here
cause your can is mine
(you me talkin)
your can belongs to me.
Might like a tadpole
let it like a frog
Every I hit it you'll holler
God oh God
Ain't no need of bringing no jive honey
cause southern can is mine
(you me talkin)
southern can to me.
Now play it a little bit, just it.
Aww shucks. Play thing boy.
Southern can to me.