Luyện nghe bài hát Young'n Blues

See you clap your hands to this

Snap your finger, your feet, wink a eye do something

But you gotta move to tho'
we gotta do
That's right, right

{I gather here today
To a witness to something you may have never see or heard before
There's something I wish to share y'all today
You know it's hotter than fire and it worst than pain
This here is something you old folk, may not too much about}

{This here, is the, the young'n blues y'all
I got the, the blues y'all
I got the, the young'n blues
I got the, the blues y'all
me out

I met her when I was young and she was
a body like woman so her age meant nothing
I had to get her
After how she made them doots fit her all summer
I'm wishing I could hit her all

And all she ever
Was for young Weezy to her
But all I wanted was to cum easy and dump her
But that didn't easy
'Cuz she ended up my baby's mother

And then I smothered but little did I know
I'd never the same girl inside another
But I never thought that I'd be for her
And I thought that late at night
When I'm in the mix laying down with some
That suddenly it'll

How this broad in my drawers know shit
'Bout what I did I was big
When's there's a woman with my kid I should be
She to me
My love, my patience, my
please

I got the blues y'all
I got the young'n blues
I got the young'n y'all
I got the young'n blues

I met her the fame
And she even like me but I got her after the game
Mami was a nice piece, Cali sweet thang
Made her wifey and then reality changed

It was good, I was happy again
But then things got rapidly and it had to be Wayne
She was still a virgin what more could I ask a dame
But I was a bastard, I for the pain
Now my ass in the

And she got a new the picture flipped
And none of it Weezy and all his bullshit
And I remember the for the weekend
We was freaking in the
And she looked enough to beat it up

Till we to sleep and I
I'm dreaming 'bout the Victoria lingerie
me keep it, she ain't want moms to see it
And think I once saw it on the girl's body
Now all I'm is nobody

I got the young'n y'all
I got the blues y'all
I got the blues y'all
I got the young'n blues

You see I really ran, but no gentleman
All I is big pimpin' ma'am
I'm tryna be Weezy
And the perfect husband just might be too hard to find in me,

Baby girl, you gotta with ya boy
'Cuz all of that it be hurting ya boy
for the better not the worst in ya boy
And maybe I can be ya boy, ya know I'm sayin'

But see this here is not everyday love tune
It's the of your everyday thug dude
And in your mind you prolly thinkin' we don't you
But on the real we just not used to what do

And consider that
We were taught to money, ice, cars, and clothes
pussy but you don't love them ho's
Love ya niggaz love ya
Now if they got a you could love that
back

I got the young'n y'all
I got the young'n y'all
I got the young'n blues
I got the young'n y'all

I got the blues y'all
I got the young'n blues
Young Weezy got the blues y'all
I got the blues y'all

see
Pimps,
your hat off to this
'Cuz you gon' rub your head after you hear one man
Yes ma'am, you what I'm saying}

{Hold cries till after the jam people
This here is
You feel me
Fe they feel me, ya know
Aight
Holla