Luyện nghe bài hát Hoover Street

She's a Salvador immigrant, head through a thin
A hooker, holding her carnal walls
sky scraper bunker he looked down
Laugh hysterically and then he spread

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

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 winding
To the last party of the class

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

It's a glass-pipe
Glass-pipe murder, oh
murder
It's a 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 dollars and seventy
And a bottle of wine been opened
And he said, "Why do I do this?"

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

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

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