Luyện nghe bài hát Children's Story

Uncle
Will you read us a bedtime story huh please

You get to bed ill get the story book

weeee go

Slam the door and want do ya see
Some niggas hangin on the lookin at me
I had phat red in my addidas
Big around my neck like mardi grass
So I stepped up to them (?) far here
One nigga lifts his then yells out "yeah"
So I around quickly and jumped in my car
I was about to hit the switch then I like "nahh"
So I under my seat, and I grabbed my shit
It was a chrome four five with the fu grip
Stuffed it inside my dickies as I out the car
Kept my hand on the as I walked to the star
One nigga walks in, then comes two
"what did you do"
I shot!
Are you crazy
One nigga hit the ground the other two scrammed
Now the cops are
Well ill be
It was on my rolex watch
And I cant do the that my rolex got
And like the hands on the clock, I went this way, way
Ran around the corner, and that's when I my gat away
And impala passes, its my homeboy
He me the hand signal, so I jumped in his ride
It was a clean six fo, inside
With no key in the
Whered you get clyde?
Nevermind, I'm out, its a stolen
And I'm already runnin from the and shit
So I out the car like the dukes of hazard
Then yells out "you stupid bastard"
So I'm runnin traffic and I almost get hit
I lost one of my shoes, its my airforce,
I'm haulin down the with one shoe on
Walked straight into some niggas with all on
I only ran 30 blocks, how I end up in long
Cause in california the in arms reach
He my red strings so he punched and caught me
So I his ass out and took his boy out his barklys
I ain't seen these 92'
I'm feelin a bad boy without the shiny suit
Here the cops come, shit, so I behind a honda
(?)
In the car (?)
Little did he know he was suckin my
I start bangin on the window, I don't mean to
But chris can you me off downtown, on third
He sure, waddup game hop in
He was bangin slick rick I got an idea
Before we get to drop me off right here
So I can walk the mall and cop some new gear
As I walked the store they could see I was in a rush
So they bought me some jeans, a t shirt and fresh
out the store, looked left, oh no
Ran back in the store, here the 5-0
So I ran quick, made a move to the back
And knocked a cute bitch into a polo
Said sorry, jumped over her and fled to the door
Then I kicked the shit open, you wont who I saw
Its chris in handcuffs, at me
And the made him chase me before they let him free
One cop tried to me, and the other one missed
I got away with more time, and they got pissed
Ran straight out the mall, this blue coupe
'dogg pound' on the plates, that's gotta be
So I ran up the car and said yo
The got me on the run need a ride (?)
yeah bigg snoop, little homie hop in
He dropped me off in compton, that's my story ends
Now this ain't so don't you dare laugh
This another story the wrong path
I had a big day, so I my seat
It was a 20 ride to the C.P.T
Walked up to my house, pulled out my key
Its my playin (?)