Luyện nghe bài hát Bubblegoose

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

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

Sit right back and hear a tale of a hustler my way
He used to clock around the block from where my grandma
Black BMW with rims to match, 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 gettin'
But you can catch a bullet in your

Hey yo, hey yo, my pen's in my hand, OK, what should I write
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 of his voice, I heard the I'll street blues
"The friends will you, them too can break you
They plan an like Fu Manchu"
"Who?"
"You know the character from channel 5 (wahoo)"
"Slow down, man, Jeff, I'm you"
"Hey yo, your Rohann..."
"Uh-huh"
"Who used to bang"
"Uh-huh"
"DT's his hand in the back of Bennigans"
"What?"
"In a plastic bag 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 wanna start 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 up, who's in town, the Pope?
S-s-s-s-someone blew the horn, I turned and left
To my surprise, it was my sis, Melky

Sit right back and hear a tale of a 'round my way
He used to clock around the from where my grandma stayed
Black BMW rims to match, windows bulletproof
One night, he out the car
And caught a bullet in his
He a bullet in his bubblegoose
He caught a bullet in his
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 or hold back on ammunition
On wig transition?"
My mission, like Take 6, is to spread
But all you screwed mugs got me wearin' black
You up in my face, I see the fear in eyes
You gonna feel the like a grown man gettin' circumcised
Shalom, shalom, my left
But my right hand's on your throat, you to death
You provoke the cycle, call
You're lookin' in the mirror, well, I'm in window, oh oh
You hear me Urkel, your blood turn purple
the color, you holler, bawlin' for your mother
No-one hears you even you knock
You used to around the block with the daily rock
Things changed since your spark got hot
Now you got your knot wocked with very own Glock

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