Luyện nghe bài hát Bubblegoose

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

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

Sit right back and hear a tale of a 'round my way
He used to clock around the block from my grandma stayed
Black BMW rims to match, windows bulletproof
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 at the party loose
But you can a bullet 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, brings stress
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 of his voice, I heard the I'll street blues
"The friends will make you, them too can you
They plan an execution Fu Manchu"
"Who?"
"You the character from channel 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 his hand in the back of Bennigans"
"What?"
"In a plastic bag with a attached"
"Saying what?"
"A million and a or he won't be back"
"So meet me by the Brooklyn Bridge, sharp"
"If not, at the funeral, you play the harp"
Yo, why they wanna start and make me play my
Don't they know like Sting, I can turn this murder art?
I jumped into my car, there's be a joke
backed 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, Melky

Sit back 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 a bullet in his bubblegoose
He caught a bullet in his
He a bullet in his bubblegoose
You can be at the party gettin'
But you can catch a in your bubblegoose

You're shootin' in the position
I'm thinkin', "Should I fire or back on ammunition
On wig transition?"
My mission, like 6, is to spread love
But all you screwed mugs got me black gloves
You up in my face, I see the in your eyes
You gonna feel the pain like a grown man gettin'
Shalom, shalom, my left
But my right hand's on your throat, you to death
You the cycle, call Michael
You're in the mirror, well, I'm in your window, oh oh
You me Urkel, your blood will turn purple
the color, you holler, bawlin' for your mother
No-one hears you even you knock
You used to walk around the block with the rock
Things done changed since spark got hot
Now you got your knot wocked your very own Glock

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