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, it's and Melky Sedeck
I got a story to tell, we go

Sit right back and hear a tale of a hustler 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 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, 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 tone of his voice, I heard the street blues
"The friends will make you, them too can you
They plan an like Fu Manchu"
"Who?"
"You know the from 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 and a half or he won't be back"
"So meet me by the Bridge, 12:00 sharp"
"If not, at the funeral, you play the harp"
Yo, why they wanna start and make me my part?
Don't they know like Sting, I can turn murder 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 blew the horn, I and looked left
To my surprise, it was my sis, Sedeck

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

You're shootin' in the position
I'm thinkin', "Should I fire or hold back on
On wig transition?"
My mission, like Take 6, is to spread
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 grown man circumcised
Shalom, shalom, pardon my
But my right on your throat, massaging you to death
You the cycle, call Michael
You're lookin' in the mirror, well, I'm in window, oh oh
You hear me Urkel, 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 daily
Things done changed your spark got hot
Now you got your knot wocked your very own Glock

Sit right and hear 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, bulletproof
One night, he out the car
And a bullet in his bubblegoose
He caught a in his bubblegoose
He caught a bullet in his
You can be witcha gettin' loose
But you can catch a in your goose
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