Luyện nghe bài hát In The Ghetto

As the snow flies on a cold and gray morn
A poor little baby child is born in the Ghetto and his mama
Cause there's one thing she don't need
Is another hungry to feed in the Ghetto
People don't you understand needs a helping hand
He'll grow to be an young man someday
Take a look at you and me are we too to see
Do we simply turn our heads and look the other way the world turns

And a hungry little boy with a running
Plays in the streets as the wind blows in the Ghetto and his hunger burns
So he to roam the streets of night
And he learns how to steal and he how to fight in the Ghetto
Then one night in desperation the young man breaks
He buys a gun steals a car to run but he don't get far and his mama cries
As a crowd round and the angry young man
Paces down the street with a gun in his hand in the Ghetto and as her young man
On a cold and gray Chicago morn another little child is born in the Ghetto
People you understand...
(In the Ghetto in the Ghetto in the in the Ghetto)