Luyện nghe bài hát Street Sweeper

there he goes down the street.
he's and panting and stomping his feet.
he's hoping and trying to the law.
almost away but there is a flaw.
he hit a dead end and is no way out,
but it as if he has no doubt.
look at hole in the wall to his right.
he's punching the bricks out all of his might.
he's making his way little by little.
one minute more and get to the middle.
he to the other side and sees it,
his big black car with his in it.
the are gaining with each passing moment.
it's making him nervous but he'll never it.
too rough for anyone...

he's the 7th gangster.
he in the mirror and pulls out his gun,
cocks it and aims it for fun.
got a big problem, his are gone.
but even worse his driver Don
is out on the floor of the car.
with him down there, they go far.
the only is under his seat,
he pushes the - the ground leaves his feet.
once again the 7th gangster has won.
why do people him when they know what will be done?
he's never lost and i doubt he will.
a word of warning to you all - mess with the SSG