Luyện nghe bài hát Children's Story

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

Once upon a not long ago
When people wore pajamas and life slow
When laws were stern and justice
And people were like they are too good

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

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

The cop grabbed his arm, he acting erratic
He said, "Keep still, boy, no for static"
Punched him in his belly and he gave him a
But little did he know 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 years if I this trigger"

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

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

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

the dope fiend shootin' dope
Who don't know the meaning of nor soap
He said, "I bullets, hurry up, run"
The dope fiend brought back a shotgun

He went outside but there was cops all
he dipped into a car was a stolen Nova
Raced up the block doin' 83, into a tree near university
Escaped alive though the car was
and all the cops scattered

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

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

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

This funny so don't you dare laugh
another case 'bout the wrong path
Straight and narrow or your soul cashed
night