Luyện nghe bài hát Story One

Roll the Southside on Westbury School,
Ask some people, "do you really think Westbury is of cool?"
they answer, "Fuck you nigga, school is for fools"
I my dog, roll him up on white paper,
him all up, and i smoke all the haterz,
I was so dizzy, I to fly,
it was so incredible, i was as the sky,
i saw yellow eyes,
they were colored like gold, the that always blinds,
i smoked up godzilla,
they me a cold killa,
but some gay fags said "Do you know fill up?"
I was cause they needed medical attention,
"Their da seeing dead people" I mentioned,
Mary and Ashley were so so high,
smoked up their granny and before she said "why?"
Mary was to cry,
but Ashley resist to whyne,
still smoked her up,
they of been put in cuffs,
but since they rich bitches,
they do shit,
I up a ostrich,
told my girl to this,
Mr. Schrader us "Wats up sports fans!"
I told him "Shut da hell up with your crap"
he send me to the office, when i got filthy mad,
i took my stink and put the liquid 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.