Luyện nghe bài hát Trouble With The Sweet Stuff

Wanna give it up, gotta it up
give it up

Oh, mama, oh, oh
The run out
And I'm a man
Oh, mama, ooh
You see, I, I'm a man

I was a boy when they told me
God ya, you're insane
Here I am, pistol in my
Judge and jury, one the

I got, trouble with the stuff, oh yeah
I got, trouble with the stuff, oh yeah
And I'm never gonna shake it, shake it
with the sweet stuff
Trouble with the sweet

Ooh, bang bang, they shot me
Caught me the bank again
Say I'm crazy, I'm a man
Not

in the junk shop alley babe
Tryin' to that stuff
I I can't believe it

I got, trouble with the sweet stuff, oh
I got, trouble with the sweet stuff, oh
And I'm never ever gonna it, shake it

Don't give it up
Don't give it up, yeah
Shake it, gotta it up
wanna give it up
Don't wanna it up

Trouble with the stuff, oh yeah
Mommy's in the
Pushed her oh so
ain't cryin'
Cradles cold, long

And me mama,
Yes, when the situation down
You've got trouble,

Bang bang, shot me
Caught me robbin' the again
I ain't crazy, baby, oh
I'm a man

in the junk shop alley babe
Tryin' to that stuff and me
Never shake it, baby, yeah

with the sweet stuff, oh yeah
I got with the sweet stuff, oh yeah
with the sweet stuff, baby
And I'm never, never, never, never,
Gonna it

I want with the sweet stuff, yeah
Believe me,
Can't give it up, on and shake it

Daddy's in the junk alley babe
Tryin' to smoke stuff, oh yeah
Yeah, shake it
Can't it up, can't give it up

Do you feel
The same way I pain, babe
the same air
I gotta give it up, give it up
Can't give it up, gotta it up

it up
it up
it up
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