Luyện nghe bài hát Buck Wild

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

When I was young, he dreamed of bein rich
But compared to then, been a big switch
big cars, wearin rings and ropes
But man without a plan all he had was
So he sat down, and thought, he wanted to be
But it seems, no occupation had to dee
He didn't wanna be a doctor, he don't school
It wasn't he was dumb, he just thought he was too cool
Cause all the moneymakers and the big-time
He never ever none of them carryin books
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 they do
So he start to and cut class with the big boys
Take other kids toys, cause he didn't dig
He'd run the block and watch the hustlers play
And say, he wanna be just like that one day
He used to run in the stores, steal cookies and bars
Watchin the roll by in they fancy cars
But never did the thought pass
At the time, he 'posed to his behind in class
So when report cards came, all he received was a f
And he got his neck smacked, for cold left back
But yet and still, he didn't
Cause to him, school's for the so he didn't belong there
When he was only he hung out with the pros
And he went, from candy, to boostin clothes
He used to dip out the class, go straight to the
And take, anything from anybody at all
His neighbors used to ask his mother "brown what's witcha child?
He done robbed my damn house again, yo kid is buck wild.."

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

He was a -- at the age of nine
Do it took -- he'll rob you blind
pocketbooks, robbin blind ol men
Way back when.. when he was ten
when he was in 5th grade, he carried a switchblade
Tried to stay rich to keep him and his paid
And if he ever had to travel far
Take a bus? pssh - go steal him a car!
He'd choose to live his life the wild way
Tag? ! russian is what he'll play
His moms and pops told him he first reached junior high
The way you live determine 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 stores and did stick-ups frequently
Gave a new name to juvenile
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
riskin his ass for petty cash that didn't last
Went back and to jail six times
For stolen cars and and various crimes
So when he sit in his cell, he reminisce as a
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 yeah you what I'm sayin
And this is from
The grand high exalted ruler
Ain't no one
In 7th I had a teacher named mr. dulah
Who to wear his pants up to his chest
And I want you to listen
Cause.. this is no joke, so be buck wild..