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 corner my

Hey kids, gather around, Wyclef and Melky Sedeck
I got a to tell, here 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 rims to match, windows
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 gettin' loose
But you can catch a in your bubblegoose

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 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 will make you, them too can break you
plan an execution like Fu Manchu"
"Who?"
"You know the from channel 5 kung-fu (wahoo)"
"Slow down, man, Jeff, I'm you"
"Hey yo, cousin Rohann..."
"Uh-huh"
"Who used to bang"
"Uh-huh"
"DT's found his in the back of Bennigans"
"What?"
"In a plastic bag with a 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 me play my part?
Don't they know Sting, I can turn this murder into art?
I into my car, there's gotta be a joke
Traffic's backed up, who's in town, the
S-s-s-s-someone blew the horn, I and looked 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 around the block from where my stayed
BMW with rims to match, windows bulletproof
One night, he out the car
And caught a in his bubblegoose
He a bullet in his bubblegoose
He caught a bullet in his
You can be at the party gettin'
But you can catch a bullet in bubblegoose

You're shootin' in the opposite
I'm thinkin', "Should I fire or hold on ammunition
On wig transition?"
My mission, like Take 6, is to love
But all you screwed mugs got me wearin' black
You up in my face, I see the in your eyes
You gonna feel the pain like a man gettin' circumcised
Shalom, shalom, my left
But my right hand's on your throat, massaging you to
You provoke the cycle, call
You're in the mirror, well, I'm in your window, oh oh
You hear me Urkel, your will turn purple
the color, you holler, bawlin' 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 and hear a tale of a hustler 'round my way
He used to clock around the block from where my 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 witcha girl gettin'
But you can catch a bullet in goose
He caught a in his bubblegoose
He a bullet in his bubblegoose
You can be at the gettin' loose
But you can a bullet in your goose