Luyện nghe bài hát Trouble With The Sweet Stuff

Wanna give it up, give it up
Can't 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 just a boy when they me
God loves ya, insane
I am, pistol in my hand
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
Trouble with the sweet
with the sweet stuff

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

Daddy's in the junk alley babe
Tryin' to some that
I said I believe it

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

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

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

And me mama,
Yes, the situation breaks down
got trouble, trouble

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

Daddy's in the junk shop alley
Tryin' to some stuff and me
Never gonna it, baby, yeah

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

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

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

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

it up
it up
it up
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