Luyện nghe bài hát Children's Story

Uncle Whitey, Uncle
Can you us a bedtime story?
Be here, bed time thing
Yeah, can you tell some stories

Once a time not long ago
people wore pajamas and lived life slow
When laws were stern and stood
And people were behavin' like are too good

There was a little boy who was
By lil' boy and this is what he said
"Me and you, guy, we gonna make cash
Robbin' old folks and the dash"

They did the job, came with ease
But one couldn't stop, it's he had a disease
He robbed and another, a sister and her brother
to rob a man who was a DT undercover

The cop his arm, he started acting erratic
He said, "Keep still, boy, no for static"
Punched him in his belly and he gave him a
But little did he that the boy was strapped

He out his gun and said, "Why'd you hit me?"
The barrel headed straight for the cop's
The cop get scared, the kid, he to figure
"I'll do if I pull this trigger"

So he dashed and ran around the block
Cop radios in to lady cop
He ran by a tree, there he saw this
A for the head, he shot back but he missed her

Looked around and expectations
So he decided head for the subway stations
But she was so he made a left
He was runnin' top speed till he was breath

Knocked an old man down he he killed him
Then made his to an abandoned building
Ran up to the top floor
He up the door there, guess who he saw?

Dave the dope fiend dope
Who don't know the meaning of water nor
He said, "I need bullets, up, run"
The dope fiend brought back a spankin'

He went outside but there was all over
Then he dipped into a car was a stolen
Raced up the block doin' 83, crashed a tree near university
alive though the car was shattered
Rat-a-tat-tatted and all the cops

Ran out of bullets but he still had
Grabbed a pregnant pulled out the automatic
He pointed at her head and "The gun was full of lead
So the cops back off, or honey dead"

Deep in his he knew he was wrong
So he let the lady go and he to move on
Sirens sounded, he astounded
long the lil' boy got surrounded

He his gun, so went the glory
And this is the way I gotta end story
He was only nineteen, in a dream
I saw the cops shoot the kid, I still him scream

This ain't so don't you dare laugh
Just case 'bout the wrong path
and narrow or your soul gets cashed
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