Luyện nghe bài hát Bubblegoose

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

Hey kids, gather around, it's and Melky 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 where my grandma stayed
Black BMW with rims to match, windows
One night, he out the car
And caught a in his bubblegoose
He caught a in his bubblegoose
He a bullet in his bubblegoose
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, should I write next?
Oh yeah, and if you know, success brings stress
I'm vexed, my phone rings, collect caller from
The say, "If you accept, say yes"
"Yes, the deal, son?"
"Yo, I got bad news"
Yo, by the tone of his voice, I the I'll street blues
"The friends will make you, them too can 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 found his hand in the of Bennigans"
"What?"
"In a bag with 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 gotta the harp"
Yo, why they wanna start and make me my part?
Don't they know Sting, I can turn this murder into art?
I jumped 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 turned and left
To my surprise, it was my sis, Melky

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

You're in the opposite position
I'm thinkin', "Should I fire or back on ammunition
On wig transition?"
My mission, like Take 6, is to love
But all you screwed 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 gettin'
Shalom, shalom, my left
But my hand's on your throat, massaging you to death
You the cycle, call Michael
lookin' in the mirror, well, I'm in your window, oh oh
You hear me Urkel, your blood will purple
Like the color, you holler, bawlin' for mother
No-one hears you though you knock
You used to walk the block with the daily rock
Things done changed your spark got hot
Now you got knot wocked with your very own Glock

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