Luyện nghe bài hát Young'n Blues

See you clap your hands to this

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

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

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

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

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

And all she wanted
Was for young to love her
But all I wanted was to cum easy and dump her
But that come easy
'Cuz she up being my baby's mother

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

How broad in my drawers don't know shit
'Bout I did 'fore I was big
there's a woman with my kid where I should be
She to me
My love, my patience, my
Nigga

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

I met her the fame
And she ain't even me but I got her after the game
Mami was a nice piece, young sweet thang
Made her wifey and then reality changed

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

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

Till we began to and I
I'm 'bout the Victoria Secret lingerie
Told me keep it, she ain't want to see it
And just I once saw it on the girl's body
Now all I'm is nobody

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

You see I never really ran, but no
All I know is big ma'am
I'm tryna be Weezy
And the perfect husband just might be too to find in me, Weezy

Baby girl, you work with ya boy
'Cuz all of that cursing it be ya boy
Look for the not the worst in ya boy
And maybe I can be ya boy, ya know what I'm

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

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

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

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

{Hold your cries till the jam people
This is real
You gotta me
Fe they feel me, ya know
baby
Holla