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 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 hear a tale of a hustler my way
He used to clock the block from where my grandma stayed
Black BMW with rims to match, windows
One night, he out the car
And caught a bullet in his
He a bullet in his bubblegoose
He caught a 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, what should I write
Oh yeah, and if you don't know, success stress
I'm vexed, my rings, collect 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 the I'll street blues
"The will make you, them too can break you
They an execution like Fu Manchu"
"Who?"
"You know the character from 5 kung-fu (wahoo)"
"Slow down, man, Jeff, I'm you"
"Hey yo, cousin Rohann..."
"Uh-huh"
"Who to sell bang"
"Uh-huh"
"DT's found his hand in the of Bennigans"
"What?"
"In a plastic bag with a attached"
"Saying what?"
"A million and a half or he be back"
"So meet me by the Brooklyn Bridge, 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 this murder into art?
I jumped into my car, gotta be a joke
Traffic's backed up, in town, the Pope?
blew the horn, I turned and looked left
To my surprise, it was my sis, Sedeck

Sit right back and hear a tale of a 'round my way
He used to around the block from where my grandma stayed
Black BMW with rims to match, windows
One night, he out the car
And caught a bullet in his
He a bullet in his bubblegoose
He caught a in his bubblegoose
You can be at the gettin' loose
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 6, is to spread love
But all you screwed mugs got me wearin' black
You up in my face, I see the in your eyes
You feel the pain like a grown man gettin' circumcised
Shalom, shalom, my left
But my right 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 turn
Like the color, you holler, bawlin' for mother
No-one hears you even you knock
You used to walk around the with the daily rock
done changed since your spark got hot
Now you got your knot with your very own Glock

Sit right back and a tale of a hustler 'round my way
He used to clock the block from where my grandma stayed
Black BMW with to match, windows bulletproof
One night, he out the car
And caught a bullet in his
He a bullet in his bubblegoose
He a bullet in his bubblegoose
You can be girl 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