Luyện nghe bài hát Bubblegoose

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

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

Sit right and hear a tale of a hustler 'round my way
He used to clock around the block from where my stayed
Black BMW with to match, windows bulletproof
One night, he out the car
And caught a in his bubblegoose
He a bullet in his bubblegoose
He a bullet in his bubblegoose
You can be at the gettin' loose
But you can catch a in your 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 rings, collect caller from 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 street blues
"The friends will make you, them too can you
They an execution like Fu Manchu"
"Who?"
"You the character from channel 5 kung-fu (wahoo)"
"Slow down, man, Jeff, I'm you"
"Hey yo, your Rohann..."
"Uh-huh"
"Who to sell bang"
"Uh-huh"
"DT's his hand in the back of Bennigans"
"What?"
"In a plastic bag with a attached"
"Saying what?"
"A million and a half or he be back"
"So me by the Brooklyn Bridge, 12:00 sharp"
"If not, at the funeral, you play the harp"
Yo, why they wanna start and me play my part?
Don't they know like Sting, I can turn this murder into
I jumped into my car, there's gotta be a
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 back and hear a tale of a hustler 'round my way
He used to clock around the block from my grandma stayed
Black BMW with rims to match, bulletproof
One night, he out the car
And caught a in his bubblegoose
He a bullet in his bubblegoose
He caught a in his bubblegoose
You can be at the gettin' loose
But you can a bullet in your bubblegoose

You're shootin' in the opposite
I'm thinkin', "Should I or hold back on ammunition
On wig transition?"
My mission, like Take 6, is to love
But all you screwed mugs got me wearin' gloves
You up in my face, I see the fear in your
You gonna feel the pain like a grown man gettin'
Shalom, shalom, pardon my
But my right hand's on throat, massaging you to death
You provoke the cycle, call
You're lookin' in the mirror, well, I'm in window, oh oh
You hear me Urkel, your will turn purple
the color, you holler, bawlin' for your mother
No-one you even though you knock
You to walk around the block with the daily rock
done changed since your spark got hot
Now you got your knot wocked with your own Glock

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