Luyện nghe bài hát Staring At The Rude Boys

Its a small-minded world in the of a crowd,
The room is pretty and the musics loud,
Streets come though when they dont a bite,
but there's no room to move 'cause the floor is packed

A voice shouts
Surrender
A voice in the
Surrender

A in the crowd getting louder and louder,
surrender, well never surrender!

The in the short skirts are running at the bar,
While theyre along to Jamie lichens guitar,
Its all doesnt matter whos sweat,
The boys in the are fucked off their head!

at da rude bois
Staring at da rude
with da rude bois
Dancing da rude bois
Staring at da bois
Staring at da rude

Some boys roll in with hats pulled down,
Their aint from around her, theyre not my town
The lights flick on, the girls start screaming,
Hats in blood and the boys arent breathing.

A shouts loud
Never
A in the crowd
Never

A hole in the crowd getting and louder,
surrender, well never surrender!

Da

Same, different day, but they call em urban
Little kids big revolvers, reppin bozzos on their solders
You have no respect for olders,
Money, girls, rovers
Violent then youre game is
be crying on da sofa.
And the way it is,
Im not saying that its
But the are so
Gotta or get
by a knife
Pay will be alright
Try and another fight
But if its up

never surrender
Staring at da bois
Staring at da bois
Dancing with da rude
with da rude bois
Staring at da bois
at da rude bois