Luyện nghe bài hát Garbage Grove

They come now, you see
Yep, of the crews, I told you
Now they look they gonna fight
Try 'em on

We took trip to garden grove
It like lou-dog inside the van, oh yeah
This ain't no funky party, five dollar at the door
It gets so real sometimes, who wrote my

got the microwave, got the VCR
I got the duece, in the trunk of my car, oh yeah
If you only knew all the love I found
It's hard to my soul on the ground

Your a fool, don't fuck with my God
All that I can see I steal, my folks understand
And in my mind, from Jamaica all the love that I found
Pull over there's a why my soul's unsound

It's you, it's shit stuck under my shoe
It's smell inside the van
It's my bed covered with sand
Sitting a shitty band

dog shit on my hands
Gettin' by the man
Wakin' up to an
needles in your arm

Pickin' up trash on the
depressed every day
Leavin' without making a
Pickin' my dog up at the

Livin' in a pad
Gettin' at by my Dad
I'm happy when I'm not
Findin' in the pot

Ooh, all these I do
waiting for you