Luyện nghe bài hát Streets of New York

In the streets of New
fiends are leaning for morphine
The TV followed the homicide scenes
You here, you're taking a chance

So and I take one glance
There's a man inside an
Crowds are getting louder, I
How the people want to go fight for the white

People in spots
waited until the blocks got hot
And got raided by the
I'll explain the man sleeping in the

His whole life remains inside a bottle of night
Another man got his clothes in a
'Cause he every dime of his rent playing blackjack
And there's the poor little

She has a little baby
Sonya and Sonya has pneumonia
So why's her mother in a club though?
Yo that's her job, mommy is a bar stripper

Drug dealers around looking hard
Knowing they're sending their brothers and to the graveyard
Every day is a main event, some old limps
The and pimps eat shrimps

It gets tiring, the sight of a gun
They must for the sound of a siren
A bag lady dies in an
She's seen the last of her days inside the

More and down the slope, the kid couldn't cope
So he stole somebody's dope and a gold
Now my sons on the run, he's a one
Had fun then was done by a

Upstairs I cover my and tears
The man downstairs have drank too many beers
'Cause every day of his he beats his wife
Till one she decides to pull a butcher knife

Blind man the sax
A tune called the arms on my show railroad tracks?
Many lives are cut short, that's when you're
In the of New York

Baby needs new
But his papa all the money for booze
A young girl is undressed in the back of a caddy
some man daddy

Three men inside an apartment
All you could see was the when it darkened
Daylight broke, roll on the scene
The drug war, routine

Gambling spots, just a poor jackpot
You winning a lot, you get
The drug dealing
But you don't want no

they got crack addicts with automatics
Shoot-outs for a desire for
A kid got caught in the
A tired cant take no more

She grab the bottle full of sleeping pills and about 24
beings are laying on the pavement
'Cause they're a part of a mental
The cop snipers, little babies in diapers

type of life is making you hyper
People scouting a torched-out
And got killed when the cold air in
Is really suggested?

No more persons arrested, a child
A kid says, yo, I got a color TV
CD and car stereo and all I want is a castle
I also got a .38, don't me no hassle

One kid heads for the top
And stopped and popped by a crooked cop
Look you when you walk
That's how it is in the of New York