Luyện nghe bài hát Latin Knights

Esteban into the heart of the barrio
He ain't got no money all he got are the clothes that are on his
Two cigarettes can't afford a pack
He's been alone since he was six
That's when his grandmother died, all his mother cared about was turning
If she was ever home she'd beat him to shit
He wanted to hang out with the down on the corner
His grandmother made him promise never do that
She all that those boys were "oh they're just junkies and killers"
But he was so he had to take his promise back

Esteban to them late one day
He pleaded please me I got nowhere to stay
And no one to love, and no one me
They wanted to help most of had been there
To hell and back they knew the boy needed a
So they him a chance something that he'd never seen
They him off to everyone all around the neighborhood
They had him run some shit to prove his
When he up a couple of Flying Dutchmen to help protect Maria
Mother Pedro said, "Son, to our family"

They Christened him Taurito one day in
Pedro hugged him, Taurito he started to cry
Nobody had done that since his was alive
His new sister Maria she was so proud of him
They all night but it wasn't a sin
He her and she held him

Hangin' out on in Washington Heights
His brothers him how to shoot and fight
laughed and drank wine 'til daylight
Acting tough like street corner matadors
brothers taught him how to score
With the downtown junkies and uptown whores

when the trouble started comin' down
The Shamrocks were in from midtown

Taurito on the corner with a 40 in his
A .38 in his pocket he was gonna make sure that they
he's a real man
Pedro him aside and said, "I'm so proud of you
But you got to take cover when they start to
That's what for, son you've never seen a war"

Meet at the bodega at half past ten
Pedro sure everyone knew the plan
Before they stab us we gotta them
down on the avenue
All the boys they're for a fight
First shot out at midnight

Taurito took two in the back of the
By the time he hit the ground he was dead
In a pool of blood, a drops added to the flood
Pedro fell to his knees and "La Virgin,
Why did You take my baby boy his soul was so
Why You take me?"
A hush fell over Washington
A silence all the hustles and all the street fights
Never did the moon ever shine as bright
Those Latin Knights