Luyện nghe bài hát Buck Wild

Hey I'd like to tell you a story
my man named dee
Yo, even from when he was
He was like kinda on a tip
Doin all stuff
But, tell you the way..
.. it really go like..
.. the way he would say it now this out

When I was young, he always dreamed of rich
But compared to then, that'd a big switch
Drivin big cars, wearin rings and
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 be a doctor, he don't like school
It wasn't that he was dumb, he thought he was too cool
Cause all the moneymakers and the crooks
He never ever seen none of carryin books
He used to be on the block, do whatever pleased
Never had a to five, but still clocked g's
Harold reuben, freewood ave make a man of them too
And he thought, yeah that's the life, he do like they do
So he start to flip and cut class the big boys
Take other kids toys, he didn't dig noid
He'd rather run the block and watch the hustlers
And say, he wanna be just like that one day
He used to run in the stores, steal and candy bars
Watchin the pimps roll by in they fancy
But never did the thought even
At the time, he 'posed to have his behind in
So when report came, all he received was a f jack
And he got his neck smacked, for gettin left back
But yet and still, he didn't
Cause to him, school's for the so he didn't belong there
he was only eight he hung out with the pros
And he went, from candy, to boostin clothes
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 "brown what's wrong witcha child?
He done my damn house again, yo that kid is buck wild.."

Yo, I don't know whassup, but he be buggin up
Yo that yo.. I'm just sayin 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 it one two three, go head, go head man, go head

He was a -- at the age of nine
Do whatever it took -- rob you blind
Snatchin pocketbooks, blind ol men
Way back when.. when he was ten
Then he was in 5th grade, he carried a switchblade
Tried to stay to keep him and his bitch paid
And if he had to travel somewhere far
a bus? pssh - he'd go steal him a car!
He'd always choose to live his the wild way
Tag? ! russian roulette is he'll play
His moms and pops told him when he first junior high
The way you determine just how soon you die
And he didn't care to him it was fun
And he was only when he got his first gun
He robbed stores and did stick-ups
Gave a new name to delinquency
And yeah you that, he, was on the go
Seven of the week, he kept his pockets full of dough
But he was for a dead end fast
Cold his ass for petty cash that didn't last
Went and forth to jail six times
For stolen cars and stick-up and 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 that's a little bit of a
For all the kids out you know now
Yeah yeah you know what I'm sayin
And this is comin
The grand high exalted mystic
no one cooler
In 7th grade I had a named mr. dulah
Who used to wear his up to his chest
And I want you to just
Cause.. this is no joke, so be buck wild..