Luyện nghe bài hát The Blues

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Check it, life hurts with your dick in the dirt
thing in a sling from the work of a skirt
Balls turned black to from a tease or two
Well one tease is a few, save your from the blues

You're givin' me the
(The blues, the blues)
Girl got the blues
(It's all of you)
all because of you
(I've got 'em, got 'em)
And those things you do
(Let me you a story)

As we leave the club, you what's up
I'm gettin' some, damn! Was I so dumb?
Take her to the crib, I'm gonn' live
But you got, all these
How you've about me and you're not ready sexually
After you teasin' me, you wanna leave
Say it isn't true, I'm so by you
Don't know what to do, given me the blues
got 'em

One of the best and S O's, at my crib spot
Got the vessels in my testicles stopped on
Now why you touch under drawers and tease Treach
If I bust you better duck or get whole weave wet
shoot loose the juices, the best of hooches
Blue balls is the sewage, shit excuses
Now from the face, on the first date, what?
Five dates, then we do it, still'll be the fuck
You come and touch, run and duck, you're tricky
Take a hickie for Moby Dick, and slip a mickie
You came foul and phony, you left me
So when I'm stiff and boney, I go and think about
my hand as my homey, uhh!

You! You've me the blues
I've got the blues
(Look you did!)
all because of you
And those things you do
(Ohh yeah)

You wore panties all fancy with that shit over it
Nuts tend to after an hour and you notice
'cause Charlie horse in my shorts
Nuts beggin' me to leave you in the worst of Newark
Then I of a plan and you called me a pervert
Shit, hurtin' and you beefin' cause I want you to it?
I wish I knew your call was a coochie brawl
I woulda had a better ball at the bar

swole like a bowl with my dick in the dirt
Shoulda wait 'til you got up and went and jumped in your
See you below the belt, while I kiss it you hug it
Ain't come to suck or fuck it, you ain't have to touch it
My thing was cool, a nap on my lap
Then you rub it 'til my balls catch a from the back
Smoke the sack, sport the nightcap, you spoke it right back
Balls black and blue, nuts stingin' a spiked bat
You ain't rat! Damn! Damn

givin' me the blues
Girl got the blues
(Said got the blues)
It's all of you
You know what? You ain't
And those things you do
Get your hat, get your
purse, and get out!

You're givin' me the
Girl got the blues
(Is it the blues)
all because of you
(No, no, no, no, no, no, no)
And those things you do
(I the blues)

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