Luyện nghe bài hát N.Y.C. Streets

DAVID COE

I thought what was cool, was... uh, rockin'
looking for a Dimebag, like, people who
know who you are think some chick lookin'
for dope.

Exaclty.

DAVID COE

You know it's all the lyrics.

ALLAN COE
You what I mean?

Yeah, man.

DAVID COE
Yeah, I ya.

we go...

Cowboy on the radio
Singin' some ol' tune
Time to change the
He Stop the car
Let me out

I say hey,
that all about
The artist known as
Man, that's
Rain, hey dude
Cut me slack
What's his name

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
am I doin' here
What am I doin'

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

on the Marquee
Better one more day
Iron Maiden,
Fuck, heavy metal dead

Hey
that you said
Rockin'
for a Dimebag
What's up with dude
Ah, the music up
the music up

Go to the bridge, now

New York City
Horns
I don't
People God knows where
I don't

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

am I doin' here
God, what am I here
You say name is

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

Fuckin' A,