Luyện nghe bài hát Bubblegoose

When I was young, Mama me a guitar
A microphone and she I'd go far
She said, "Just it raw, the lyrics hardcore"
Listen to my and get up, I'm on the corner with my

Hey kids, around, it's Wyclef and Melky Sedeck
I got a to tell, here we go

Sit back and hear a tale of a hustler 'round my way
He used to clock the block from where my grandma stayed
Black BMW rims to match, windows bulletproof
One night, he out the car
And a bullet in his bubblegoose
He caught a bullet in his
He caught a bullet in his
You can be at the gettin' loose
But you can catch a bullet in bubblegoose

Hey yo, hey yo, my pen's in my hand, OK, what should I write
Oh yeah, and if you don't know, success brings
I'm vexed, my phone rings, collect caller Jeff
The say, "If you accept, say yes"
"Yes, the deal, son?"
"Yo, I got bad news"
Yo, by the tone of his voice, I heard the I'll street
"The friends make you, them too can break you
They an execution like Fu Manchu"
"Who?"
"You know the character channel 5 kung-fu (wahoo)"
"Slow down, man, Jeff, I'm you"
"Hey yo, cousin Rohann..."
"Uh-huh"
"Who used to bang"
"Uh-huh"
"DT's found his hand in the of Bennigans"
"What?"
"In a bag with a note attached"
"Saying what?"
"A million and a half or he be back"
"So meet me by the Bridge, 12:00 sharp"
"If not, at the funeral, you play the harp"
Yo, why they wanna start and me play my part?
they know like Sting, I can turn this murder into art?
I into my car, there's gotta be a joke
Traffic's backed up, in town, the Pope?
S-s-s-s-someone blew the horn, I turned and left
To my surprise, it was my sis, Sedeck

Sit right back and hear a tale of a 'round my way
He used to clock around the block from where my stayed
Black BMW rims to match, windows bulletproof
One night, he out the car
And a bullet in his bubblegoose
He caught a bullet in his
He caught a in his bubblegoose
You can be at the party gettin'
But you can catch a bullet in bubblegoose

shootin' in the opposite position
I'm thinkin', "Should I fire or hold on ammunition
On wig transition?"
My mission, like Take 6, is to spread
But all you screwed mugs got me wearin' gloves
You up in my face, I see the in your eyes
You gonna feel the pain like a grown man circumcised
Shalom, shalom, my left
But my right hand's on your throat, you to death
You the cycle, call Michael
lookin' in the mirror, well, I'm in your window, oh oh
You hear me Urkel, your blood will purple
Like the color, you holler, for your mother
hears you even though you knock
You used to walk around the with the daily rock
Things done changed since spark got hot
Now you got your wocked with your very own Glock

Sit right and hear a tale of a hustler 'round my way
He used to clock the block from where my grandma stayed
Black BMW with rims to match, bulletproof
One night, he out the car
And a bullet in his bubblegoose
He a bullet in his bubblegoose
He caught a bullet in his
You can be witcha girl gettin'
But you can a bullet in your goose
He caught a bullet in his
He a bullet in his bubblegoose
You can be at the party gettin'
But you can catch a in your goose