Luyện nghe bài hát Bubblegoose

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

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

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

Hey yo, hey yo, my pen's in my hand, OK, what I write next?
Oh yeah, and if you know, success brings 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 make you, them too can break you
They plan an execution Fu Manchu"
"Who?"
"You know the 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 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 me by the Brooklyn Bridge, 12:00 sharp"
"If not, at the funeral, you play the harp"
Yo, why they wanna and make me play my part?
Don't they know like Sting, I can turn murder into art?
I jumped into my car, there's gotta be a
Traffic's backed up, who's in town, the
S-s-s-s-someone blew the horn, I and looked left
To my surprise, it was my sis, Melky

Sit right back and hear a of a hustler 'round my way
He to clock around the block from where my grandma stayed
Black BMW with rims to match, windows
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 back on ammunition
On wig transition?"
My mission, Take 6, is to spread love
But all you mugs got me wearin' black gloves
You up in my face, I see the fear in your
You feel the pain like a grown man gettin' circumcised
Shalom, shalom, pardon my
But my right hand's on throat, massaging you to death
You provoke the cycle, Michael
You're lookin' in the mirror, well, I'm in window, oh oh
You hear me Urkel, your blood will purple
Like the color, you holler, for your mother
No-one hears you though you knock
You used to walk around the block with the daily
Things changed since your spark got hot
Now you got your knot with your very own Glock

Sit right back and 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 caught a in his bubblegoose
He a bullet in his bubblegoose
He caught a bullet in his
You can be witcha gettin' loose
But you can catch a bullet in your
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 goose