Luyện nghe bài hát Southern Can Is Mine

Now looka here mama let me you this
If you wants to get crooked I'm give you my fist
You might read from Revelations to Genesee
But if you get crooked, your southern can to me
Ain't no you bringin no jive to me
Cause your can is mine
Might go uptown have me arrested and have me put in
Some hotshot got money and throw my bail
as I get out, hit the ground
Your southern can worth two dollar, a pound
Ain't no need of no stuff to me
cause southern can is mine
You might take it from the you might carry it up north
but you can't rule or either be my boss
Take it from the east, hide it in the
When I get it mama, your can see no rest.
no need of bringing no stuff to me
cause your southern can is
(in the morning)
your southern can to me
(i'm not dreamin)
southern can belongs 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 through that barb-wire
Every time I hit you say I've got no sense
no need of bringing no stuff to me
cause your southern can is
(every bit of it)
can belongs to me
Get me a brick out of my
give you the if you get kinda hard
Ain't no of bringing no jive here honey
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 ya mama down in the heart of town
take me a bran-new brick and your can on down.
Ain't no need you no stuff to me,
because your can belongs to me
(I'm to ya)
your southern can to me.
You may be deathbed sick and mama and graveyard
I'll make can moan like a hound
Ain't no you bringin no stuff to me
because your southern can is
(you me talkin)
can belongs to me.

(Guitar run)

Oh it like that.
The way Mae likes it.

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