Luyện nghe bài hát Dead End Street

1. all of the people, life in the ghetto,
got hold on em, & don't 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 teacher, for those who don't know,
you'll either real fast,
or you won't last;
if you plant your mind, where you plant you feet, you'll find yourself yeah livin'
on a dead end

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

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

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