Luyện nghe bài hát Hoover Street

She's a immigrant, head through a thin walls
A frail hooker, her carnal walls
Gleaming sky scraper bunker he looked
Laugh hysterically and then he around

On Street, then he must be alone
The precious kid cashed the woes
Salvadorian girl, she kind of you spill
Her brother Mario got shot four times in the

Now see Mario, he caught a hot one
Through the lung, now he's done so God the man
Cocaine moved through that system, like a river forever
To the last party of the class

Even distance, just a bunch of kids who don't finish last
Now see the market place has the weight of the scale
You get out and die or go to jail
And your best splinter and frail
And a few weeks of promises and attempts to

a glass-pipe murder
Glass-pipe murder, oh
Glass-pipe
a glass-pipe murder, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh

They a bottle of beer and a letter
things made Mario feel better
You see it falls on you and it on me
Self-annihilation,

Two of cigarettes
For two and seventy cents
And a bottle of wine that's opened
And he said, "Why do I do this?"

A shiver through his body like a of CC
Not encouraging or me
He said, "It's who I am, baby, to it"
Off the deep end the changed

You see, no one up and cheered for him
Everyone sat down with something that
to happen
It's an old school mystery
And the handcuffs

It's a murder
murder, oh yeah
Glass-pipe
a glass-pipe murder, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh

Who was the It's in the

Oh yeah, oh
Oh yeah, oh
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh