Luyện nghe bài hát Story One

Roll down the Southside on School,
Ask some people, "do you really think is kind of cool?"
Then answer, "Fuck you nigga, school is for fools"
I grab my dog, him up on white paper,
Smoke him all up, and i all the haterz,
I was so dizzy, I to fly,
it was so incredible, i was as the sky,
i saw some eyes,
they were like gold, the kind that always blinds,
i smoked up godzilla,
they called me a killa,
but some gay fags said "Do you know fill up?"
I was scared they needed medical attention,
"Their da seeing dead people" I mentioned,
Mary Kate and Ashley so so high,
they smoked up their granny and before she "why?"
was about to cry,
but Ashley counldnt to whyne,
still smoked her up,
they of been put in cuffs,
but they were rich bitches,
didnt do shit,
I up a ostrich,
told my to wash this,
Mr. told us "Wats up sports fans!"
I told him "Shut da hell up with fruity crap"
he send me to the office, thats i got filthy mad,
i took my stink bomb and put the in his chair,
he sat down, everybody stared,
they a bad smell,
he caught me and he to tell,
i him in his face,
ran and chased,
my story,
how i ran the poppy.