Luyện nghe bài hát Buck Wild

Hey I'd like to you a little story
About my man dee
Yo, from when he was little
He was like on a tough tip
Doin all that
But, i'ma you the way..
.. it really go like..
.. the way he would say it now check out

When I was young, he always of bein rich
But to then, that'd been a big switch
Drivin big cars, rings and ropes
But man a plan all he had was hopes
So he sat down, and thought, what he to be
But it seems, no occupation had to dee
He didn't wanna be a doctor, he like school
It wasn't that he was dumb, he thought he was too cool
Cause all the and the big-time crooks
He never ever seen none of them carryin
He to be on the block, do whatever they pleased
Never had a to five, but still clocked g's
reuben, freewood ave would make a man of them too
And he thought, yeah that's the life, he wanna do like do
So he start to flip and cut class with the big
other kids toys, cause he didn't dig noid
He'd rather run the block and the hustlers play
And say, he wanna be just like that one day
He used to run in the stores, cookies and candy bars
Watchin the roll by in they fancy cars
But never did the even pass
At the time, he to have his behind in class
So when cards came, all he received was a f jack
And he got his neck smacked, for cold gettin back
But yet and still, he care
Cause to him, school's for the birds so he belong there
When he was only he hung out with the pros
And he went, from stealin candy, to boostin
He to dip out the class, go straight to the mall
And he'll take, anything anybody at all
His neighbors used to ask his mother "brown what's wrong witcha
He done robbed my damn again, yo that kid is buck wild.."

Yo, I know whassup, but he be buggin word up
Yo yo.. I'm just sayin like this
I whassup, but
I you will understand a little bit more of the situation
I'ma say like he would say it, on second part
So just this out aight?
Just kick it one two three, go head, go head man, go

He was a -- at the age of nine
Do whatever it took -- he'll rob you
Snatchin pocketbooks, robbin ol men
Way back when.. when he was ten
Then he was in 5th grade, he carried a switchblade
Tried to stay rich to him and his bitch paid
And if he had to travel somewhere far
Take a bus? pssh - he'd go him a car!
He'd choose to live his life the wild way
! russian roulette is what he'll play
His moms and pops told him when he first reached junior
The way you live just how soon you die
And he didn't care to him it was fun
And he was only thirteen he got his first gun
He robbed and did stick-ups frequently
Gave a new to juvenile delinquency
And yeah you that, he, was on the go
Seven days of the week, he his pockets full of dough
But he was headed for a end fast
Cold riskin his ass for petty cash that didn't
Went and forth to jail six times
For stolen cars and and various crimes
So when he sit in his cell, he as a child
It pay to do crime today, so don't be buck wild..

Ay that that's a little bit of a lesson
For all the kids out there you now
Yeah yeah you know what I'm sayin
And this is from
The high exalted mystic ruler
no one cooler
In 7th grade I had a teacher mr. dulah
Who used to his pants up to his chest
And I you to just listen
Cause.. is no joke, so don't be buck wild..