Luyện nghe bài hát The Blues

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Check it, sure hurts with your dick in the dirt
Witcha in a sling from the work of a skirt
turned black to blue from a tease or two
Well one tease is a few, save your balls from the

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

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

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

You! given me the blues
I've got the blues
(Look you did!)
It's all of you
And freaky things you do
(Ohh yeah)

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

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

You're me the blues
Girl I've got the
(Said got the blues)
It's all of you
You know what? You leavin'
And freaky things you do
Get your hat, get your
purse, and get out!

You're me the blues
I've got the blues
(Is it the blues)
It's all of you
(No, no, no, no, no, no, no)
And freaky things you do
(I the blues)

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