Luyện nghe bài hát Bubblegoose

When I was young, bought me a guitar
A microphone and she 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, gather around, it's Wyclef and Melky
I got a story to tell, we go

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

Hey yo, hey yo, my pen's in my hand, OK, what I write next?
Oh yeah, and if you don't know, success brings
I'm vexed, my phone rings, 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 know the character from channel 5 (wahoo)"
"Slow down, man, Jeff, I'm you"
"Hey yo, cousin Rohann..."
"Uh-huh"
"Who to sell bang"
"Uh-huh"
"DT's found his hand in the of Bennigans"
"What?"
"In a plastic bag 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 make me my part?
Don't they know like Sting, I can turn this murder into
I into my car, there's 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 the block from where my grandma stayed
Black BMW with to match, windows bulletproof
One night, he out the car
And caught a bullet in his
He caught a in his bubblegoose
He caught a in his bubblegoose
You can be at the party loose
But you can catch a in your bubblegoose

You're shootin' in the opposite
I'm thinkin', "Should I fire or hold 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 gonna feel the 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, call
lookin' in the mirror, well, I'm in your window, oh oh
You hear me Urkel, your will turn purple
Like the color, you holler, bawlin' for mother
No-one hears you even though you
You used to walk around the with the daily rock
Things done since your spark got hot
Now you got your knot wocked with your own Glock

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