Luyện nghe bài hát Children's Story

Once upon a not long ago
When people wore Adidas and lived life
When laws were stern and justice
And people was behaving hip-hop was good
There lived a boy who was misled
By a little and this is what he said
"Me and you kid we gonna make cash
Jacking old and making the dash"
They jacked the beats, money came with
But son, he couldn't stop, it's he had a disease
He jacked and another, Michael Jackson, Stevie Wonder
Set R&B over the track for "Deep Cover" (187!)
The kid got wild, acting erratic
He said "Yo, that I got to have it"
With liquor in his belly son, he up the track
But little did he that his joints was wack
The shiny A&R "Great new hit, G!"
"Whenever you need a loop, yo get me"
The kid got amped and he starts to
"I'mma get like all of these other niggas!"
So, he's in the studio working the clock
For pop radio, jacked the beat to Rock'
Was out in the street when he met this
Who couldn't sing for shh but the mix assist her
Hooked up the and in excitation
He decided he'd head for the station
But (What?) he was running and he a left
Was skeezing at top speed and ran Mos Def
I slowed the young man down and I "Yo money
Yo, why you selling lies to our and children?"
He ran up to the top floor
up the door then guess who he saw? (Who?)
Jane the chickenhead radio
Who be yapping beef between east and west coast
He said "This one's a bullet, you got to it run!"
The chicken "Thanks" and spanked it #1
He outside, was getting props all over
he dipped into his ride, the 4-point Rover
Raced up the doing 83
Some with Hennessey saw him at a R-E-D
He winked his eye like his star status
They rat-a-tat-tatted to make his splatter
"You rocking crazy ice and all you do is cling
And rolling out in Brooklyn late is problematic"
His eyes was bloody red, he hung on every they said
told the kid "Back down, that player shit is dead"
Deep in his heart, he knew he was
But he grabbed his .45 and to blaze on
With on founded had him astounded and
Before the young man got surrounded
grabbed the guns, so goes the glory
And is the way I got to end this story
He was out chasing cream and the American
Trying to the ends justify the means
This ain't funny so don't you laugh
just what comes to pass when you sell your ass
Life is more than what your can grasp
night!