Luyện nghe bài hát Children's Story

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

Once a time not long ago
When people wore pajamas and lived slow
When laws stern and justice stood
And people were like they 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 and makin' the dash"

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

The cop grabbed his arm, he started acting
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 straight for the cop's kidney
The cop get scared, the kid, he to figure
"I'll do if I pull this trigger"

So he cold dashed and ran around the
Cop in to another lady cop
He ran by a tree, there he saw sister
A shot for the head, he shot back but he her

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

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

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

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

Ran out of bullets but he had static
Grabbed a lady pulled out the automatic
He at her head and said "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 go and he starts to move on
Sirens sounded, he astounded
Before long the lil' boy got

He dropped his gun, so went the
And is the way I gotta end this story
He was only nineteen, in a madman's
I saw the shoot the kid, I still hear him scream

ain't funny so don't you dare laugh
Just another case 'bout the path
Straight and narrow or soul gets cashed
Good