Luyện nghe bài hát Latin Knights

Esteban sinkin' into the heart of the
He got no money all he got are the clothes that are on his back
Two cigarettes can't afford a pack
He's been since he was about 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 out with the boys 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 alone so he had to take his back

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

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

Hangin' out on in Washington Heights
His brothers taught him how to and fight
They laughed and drank wine daylight
Acting tough like some corner matadors
Taurito's brothers taught him how to
With the downtown junkies and them uptown

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

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

Meet down at the bodega at half ten
Pedro made everyone knew the plan
Before they stab us we gotta shoot
down on the avenue
All the they're bracin' for a fight
shot rings 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 was so clean
Why couldn't You me?"
A hush over Washington Heights
A silence all the hustles and all the street fights
Never again did the moon ever shine as
Those crazy Latin