Luyện nghe bài hát Bubblegoose

When I was young, Mama 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 with my

Hey kids, gather around, it's Wyclef and 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 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 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 stress
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 I'll street
"The friends will you, them too can break you
plan an execution like Fu Manchu"
"Who?"
"You know the character 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 in the back of Bennigans"
"What?"
"In a plastic bag a note attached"
"Saying what?"
"A million and a 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 wanna start and make me play my part?
Don't they know like Sting, I can turn this into art?
I jumped into my car, there's be a joke
Traffic's backed up, in town, the Pope?
S-s-s-s-someone the horn, I turned and looked left
To my surprise, it was my sis, Melky

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

You're shootin' in the opposite
I'm thinkin', "Should I fire or hold back on
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 fear in eyes
You gonna feel the pain like a grown man circumcised
Shalom, shalom, my left
But my hand's on your throat, massaging you to death
You the cycle, call Michael
lookin' in the mirror, well, I'm in your window, oh oh
You hear me Urkel, your blood will turn
Like the color, you holler, for your mother
No-one hears you even you knock
You used to walk around the block with the rock
Things done changed your spark got hot
Now you got your wocked with your very own Glock

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 rims to match, windows bulletproof
One night, he out the car
And caught a in his bubblegoose
He caught a bullet in his
He a bullet in his bubblegoose
You can be witcha gettin' loose
But you can a bullet in your goose
He a bullet in his bubblegoose
He caught a bullet in his
You can be at the party loose
But you can catch a bullet in your