Luyện nghe bài hát Drumshanbo Hustle (another version)

Lord, mercy, feel so good
I think I'm work

I was talking to the judge, just before we the countryside
Piece of in his hand, tryin' to find the way
Tryin' to rip it out, well, now got it all around
Tore the pages up before they brought the down

I remember the day, the Hustle
When you hear a bird
It was making not a

They were trying to in
An easy way to the money in
You were puking up your
When you looked at the contract, you just signed

Prostitution on the run, 'cepting it was soliciting
Tryin' to drain 'em all dry, got up by the rope
Magazines and books, undefinable
Wiped the clean slate and pulled the rug from her feet

I remember the day, the Hustle
you couldn't hear no birds
'Cos were making not a sound

They were tryin' to in
The and the publishing
You puking up your guts
When you read the contract you just signed, alright

New hooker by the neck
your Tarot cards and astronomy
Hey, I want to get your stars but don't your sign

It was time to get the message through to it
But will a hand down shake you
And a letter five "T" to rhyme, no [Incomprehensible]

I remember the day, the Hustle
Couldn't hear a bird, Lord, you couldn't hear no
They trying to muscle in
On the and the recording and the publishing

You puking up your guts
When you read the contract you just signed
You puking up your guts
When you read the standard that you signed

Oh, you were up your guts
When you read the standard contract you just