Luyện nghe bài hát Bubblegoose (Another Version)

When I was young, bought me a guitar
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, around, it's 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 my grandma stayed
Black BMW with 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 in your bubblegoose

Hey yo, hey yo, my pen's in my hand, OK, should I write next?
Oh yeah, and if you don't know, success stress
I'm vexed, my phone rings, collect 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, too can break you
They plan an like Fu Manchu"
"Who?"
"You know the character from 5 kung-fu (wahoo)"
"Slow down, man, Jeff, I'm you"
"Hey yo, cousin Rohann..."
"Uh-huh"
"Who to sell bang"
"Uh-huh"
"DT's found his in the back of Bennigans"
"What?"
"In a plastic bag a note attached"
"Saying what?"
"A and a half or he won't be back"
"So meet me by the Brooklyn Bridge, sharp"
"If not, at the funeral, you gotta the harp"
Yo, why they wanna start and make me play my
Don't they like Sting, I can turn this murder into art?
I jumped into my car, there's gotta be a
Traffic's up, who's in town, the Pope?
S-s-s-s-someone blew the horn, I turned and looked
To my surprise, it was my sis, Sedeck

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

You're shootin' in the position
I'm thinkin', "Should I or hold back on ammunition
On wig transition?"
My mission, like 6, is to spread love
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 a grown man gettin' circumcised
Shalom, shalom, my left
But my right hand's on throat, massaging you to death
You provoke the cycle, Michael
You're in the mirror, well, I'm in your window, oh oh
You hear me Urkel, blood will turn purple
Like the color, you holler, bawlin' for your
No-one hears you even you knock
You used to walk the block with the daily rock
Things done changed since spark got hot
Now you got your knot wocked with your very own

Sit right back and hear a tale of a hustler my way
He used to clock around the 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 in his bubblegoose
He caught a bullet in his
You can be girl gettin' loose
But you can catch a bullet in goose
He a bullet in his bubblegoose
He caught a in his bubblegoose
You can be at the party gettin'
But you can catch a in your goose