Luyện nghe bài hát N.Y.C. Streets

DAVID COE

I thought what was cool, was... uh, Rita
looking for a Dimebag, like, who don't
know who you are think some chick lookin'
for dope.

Exaclty.

DAVID COE

You know all about the lyrics.

ALLAN COE
You what I mean?

Yeah, man.

DAVID COE
Yeah, I ya.

we go...

Cowboy on the radio
some ol' funky tune
Time to the station
He says: the car
Let me out

I say hey,
What's all about
The formally known as
Man, insane
Purple Rain, hey
Cut me slack
What's his real

Bridge, man

New City streets
blowin'
I don't
goin' God knows where

Freaks on the
dyed blue
at me
But I'm at you

I
What am I here
am I doin' here

Whiskey
Fashion in my
to get loaded
And get out of this

on the Marquee
Better stay one day
Iron Maiden,
Fuck, metal ain't dead

Hey
What's that you
Rockin'
Lookin' for a
up with that dude
Ah, turn the up
Turn the up

Go to the bridge, now

New York streets
blowin'
I care
People goin' God knows
I don't

Freaks on the
dyed blue
at me
And I'm at you

What am I here
God, am I doin' here
You say your is

Hey dude, check it out. I got tape by some
friends of mine, called Jack. Ey, good, you
gotta hear these guys. They got no record
deal. difference does that make? You don't
a record deal, motherfucker - listen to the
music, dude.

Fuckin' A,