Luyện nghe bài hát Hoover Street

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

On Hoover Street, then he be alone
The little kid cashed the woes
girl, she kind of made you spill
Her brother Mario got shot times in the head

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

Even distance, just a bunch of kids who don't wanna last
Now see the market has changed the weight of the scale
You either get out and die or go to
And your best intentions and frail
And a few weeks of promises and to fail

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

They kick a bottle of and a letter
Simple things made 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 a bottle of CC
Not encouraging or me
He said, "It's who I am, baby, to it"
Off the end the record changed

You see, no one stood up and for him
Everyone sat down with that happened
Began to
It's an old dorm mystery
And the handcuffs

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