Luyện nghe bài hát Story One

Roll down the Southside on School,
Ask some people, "do you think Westbury is kind 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,
were colored like gold, the kind that always blinds,
after i up godzilla,
they called me a killa,
but then some gay fags "Do you know fill up?"
I was scared cause needed medical attention,
"Their da ones dead people" I mentioned,
Mary Kate and Ashley so so high,
they smoked up their and before she said "why?"
was about to cry,
but counldnt resist to whyne,
still smoked her up,
they should of put in cuffs,
but since were rich bitches,
they do shit,
I up a ostrich,
told my to wash this,
Mr. Schrader us "Wats up sports fans!"
I told him "Shut da hell up your fruity crap"
he send me to the office, thats i got filthy mad,
i took my stink and put the liquid in his chair,
when he sat down, stared,
smelled 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.