Luyện nghe bài hát Young'n Blues

See you gotta your hands to this

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

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

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

{This here, this is the, the blues y'all
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 I was young and she was younger
With a like 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 ended up being my mother

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

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

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

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

It was going good, I was again
But then things got rapidly strange and it had to be
She was still a virgin what more could I ask a dame
But I was a bastard, I asked for the
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 Bahamas for the
We was freaking in the
And she sweet enough to beat it up

Till we to sleep and I
I'm dreaming 'bout the Victoria Secret
Told me keep it, she want moms to see it
And just think I saw it on the girl's body
Now all I'm is nobody

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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