Luyện nghe bài hát Hoover Street

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Who was the killer? in the

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