Luyện nghe bài hát Bubblegoose

When I was young, bought 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 with my

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

Sit right back and 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 a bullet in his bubblegoose
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 stress
I'm vexed, my phone rings, collect caller 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 blues
"The friends will make you, too can break you
They plan an 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 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 gotta the harp"
Yo, why they wanna start and make me play my
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, who's in town, the
S-s-s-s-someone blew the horn, I turned and left
To my surprise, it was my sis, Sedeck

Sit right and hear 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 caught a bullet in his
He caught a in his bubblegoose
You can be at the gettin' loose
But you can catch a bullet in your

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 mugs got me wearin' black gloves
You up in my face, I see the in your eyes
You gonna feel the pain like a man gettin' circumcised
Shalom, shalom, pardon my
But my hand's on your 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, blood will turn purple
Like the color, you holler, for your mother
No-one you even though you knock
You used to around the block with the daily rock
done changed since your spark got hot
Now you got your knot wocked with very 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
Black BMW rims 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 bullet in his
You can be girl gettin' loose
But you can catch a bullet in goose
He caught a bullet in his
He caught a bullet in his
You can be at the gettin' loose
But you can catch a bullet in goose