Luyện nghe bài hát Street 66

The room was dark, dusk howling softly 6
Charcoal light, the fine was moving black
The sound was music steady flow
And man son mind just mystic red, green, red, green, your

No man would dance but and shake
That sharp through right
Shape that sound, tumbling
movement, ruff enuff

'Cos when the music met
I felt thing, knew the shock, yeah, had to do and ride the rock
Outta this rock shall come a greener
Even more dread than the breeze of glory bred

Vibrating is our only move
Rocking with rhythm
The and dry root out

The mighty poet I roy was on the
Weston did a skank and each man laugh and feeling
Dread I street 66, the sad man said, any come here
get some righteous, raasclot licks, yeah mon, whole heapa licks

Hours beat, the scene right, when all on a sudden
Bam, bam, bam, a knocking upon the
"Who is that?", Weston, feeling right
"Open up, it's the police, come on, up"

"What do you want?"
"Number 66, come on, up"
Weston, feeling high,
"Yes, this is street 66, step right in and take licks"