Luyện nghe bài hát Bubblegoose (Bakin' Cake Version)

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

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

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 with rims to match, windows
One night, he out the car
And caught a bullet in his
He caught a in his bubblegoose
He a bullet in his bubblegoose
You can be at the party loose
But you can catch a bullet in 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 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 you, them too can break 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 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 and a half or he won't 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 make me my part?
Don't they know like Sting, I can turn this murder art?
I jumped into my car, gotta be a joke
backed up, who's in town, the Pope?
S-s-s-s-someone the horn, I turned and looked left
To my surprise, it was my sis, Sedeck

Sit right back and hear a of a hustler 'round 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 caught a bullet in his
He a bullet in his bubblegoose
He caught a bullet in his
You can be at the party gettin'
But you can catch a in your bubblegoose

You're in the opposite position
I'm thinkin', "Should I fire or hold back on
On wig transition?"
My mission, like Take 6, is to love
But all you screwed got me wearin' black gloves
You up in my face, I see the in your eyes
You gonna feel the pain a grown man gettin' circumcised
Shalom, shalom, pardon my
But my right hand's on throat, massaging you to death
You the cycle, call 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, for your mother
No-one hears you even though you
You used to walk around the block the daily rock
Things done changed your spark got hot
Now you got your knot wocked with your own Glock

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, windows
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 loose
But you can catch a bullet in goose
He caught a bullet in his
He a bullet in his bubblegoose
You can be at the gettin' loose
But you can catch a bullet in goose