Luyện nghe bài hát Dead End Street

1. all of the people, living in the ghetto,
street got hold on em, & wanna let go, for some it's the money, be right there in it, you can have it all, disappear in a minute;

the streets can be a hard teacher, for who don't know,
you'll either real fast,
or you just won't
if you plant your mind, where you plant you feet, you'll find yourself yeah livin'
on a end street;

2. the dope man and the players all of the money,
you try to find a job, lookin' at you funny, you must be crazy,
you must be your mind,
you need to find way, back to the unemployment line;

the ghetto birds circling, whump in the night, sirens shreekin' in the still of the night;
if you plant your mind, where you plant you feet, find yourself livin' yeah livin'
on a dead end

it out homeboy,
if you you shall find,
don't grow up in the
with a mind;
the and the pimps,
playing in his hands,
cause the ghetto and the
belong to the man
standing on the
to make ends meet
popped by the popo, police,
cuffed in the seat,
popo a gun on me,
oops i go again, right donw that dead end;