Luyện nghe bài hát Streets of New York

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

So and I take one glance
a man inside an ambulance
Crowds are getting louder, I
How the people to go fight for the white powder

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

His whole life remains inside a of night train
Another man got his clothes in a
'Cause he spent every dime of his playing blackjack
And the poor little sister

She has a baby daughter
Named Sonya and has pneumonia
So why's her mother in a club unzipped
Yo that's her job, Sonya's is a bar stripper

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

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

and more 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

I cover my ears and tears
The man must have drank too many beers
'Cause every day of his life he beats his
Till one night she decides to pull a knife

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

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

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

spots, just a poor man's jackpot
You a lot, you get shot
The dealing fanatics
But you don't want no

'Cause they got crack addicts automatics
Shoot-outs for a for territory
A kid got in the crossfire
A tired mother cant no more

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

type of life is making you hyper
People a torched-out building
And got when the cold air filled in
Is hell suggested?

No persons arrested, a child molested
A little kid says, yo, I got a TV
CD player and car stereo and all I is a castle
I also got a .38, give me no hassle

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