Luyện nghe bài hát Jack~n~da~Weedstalk

Uncle Danjaahhhh, could you read us a bedtime

Hahahah,
shorties get into bed
And I'll get the book, knahmsayin?
You all in?
(Yes, yes, yes we are)
we go

[Danja
Once upon a time, I went to an orgy Georgie Porgie
He hooked me up with Jill the 'Ville
I my thrill, she wasn't on the pill
Now Jack's in my frontin, who he gonna kill?
Nigga chill, take these and a-walk (uh-huh)
Plant em in New and they'll grow into a weedstalk
He me, "Was the chronic ?"
I said, "Ask them three mice, rodents STAY nice"
Hush my nigga, don't say a
This, be the if you ain't heard
If this weed get you lit
then we can just forget, the whole damn
Now Jack's goin North Ollie
Good Golly, Miss Dolly My
Now it gets crazy, Jack got a ride Bo Peep (uh-huh)
in her Jeep, with Ba Ba, the Sheep
Now up Ba Ba's got pull
He own a sess crop wit 'tree' bags
But now he's scheamin on the
That's my word, I overheard, that nigga
He said, "We'll be arrivin in New soon
I'm gonna take them beans like the jacked the bowl
for a spoon - meet me on the ave about
Right on the corner, and Big Jack Horner"
Jack Horner got his OWN corner (yeah)
His own avenue, crew, and a brand new crack
What that old lady do?
They got her kids servin
all the servin rock on the block {*phone rings*}
"It's a on the horn Jack!"
"Hey my man Simon, what you wanna get high man?"
"Nah troop, but I got the
on some magical beans on the scene
bound to intervene with the home team cream
Know I mean?"
"Yeah, gonna happen to my crack fiends
like the Butcher, the Baker, the Crack Maker
the Pied Piper, and Peter Piper get hyper
Little Miss couldn't puff it
And how the Billy Goats Gruff get blowed? Oh no!
The got to go, the kid's got to get it
So call Ba Ba, tell the Sheep I'm widdit"
Yeah, well Black Sheep told Jack you know a
where the go a lot and the weed would grow a lot
He knew the Golden Goose, with the juice
And word to his Hubbard, he could introduce
{*tires peel*} They pulled in the alley by the (uh-huh)
bought a five, ??, and some incense
from Big Peter, the pie eater
And Jack Sprat, the cat who eat pork fat
At the end of the alley on the
they met up Big Jack Horner
"I wanna see beans," said Jack
Out came the sack, out came the gat Horner's back
"Aiyyo this little niggy's got a market (right)
This niggy's got a gun (right)
This niggy's got the most beef (right)
so you little niggies gettin done!
Let's run, B. Nimble, B. Quick, Ba Ba get the
split,"
"Nah we ain't splittin sh.. {*gun BLAOW!"
"Aowww, quit, I'm hit
the culprit?"
Black then admits
"It's me old man, I you
Point blank range a thirty-two
With a boom-bap straight to the dome
Sheep, Bo Peep rollin home, hah hah!"
Black Sheep laughin in the
Bo Peep bout the dough he's gonna reap
The mansions, the yachts, the cars in the
The weed would feed, yes indeed, large
But all thinkin never thought of that Bo Peep
keep a deuce-deuce in the garter
"Now I'm the quarterback, wanna stay alive? Take a
A bullet or the ground, yo I'm fifty-five"
{Aoooooooooh!} Now Bo Peep's scattin in
Drivin round, Chinatown
Chambers, Road by the World Trade
On the way to Brooklyn thinkin gettin paid
And how she'd have it with the beans in the ground
Too bad she didn't look around, she woulda
that the Brooklyn Bridge was fallin
fallin down, her simple ass {*SPLASH*}