Luyện nghe bài hát Bubblegoose

When I was young, Mama bought me a
A and she said I'd go far
She said, "Just keep it raw, the 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 story to tell, we go

Sit right back and hear a tale of a hustler my way
He used to clock around the from where my grandma stayed
Black BMW with rims to match, bulletproof
One night, he out the car
And caught a in his bubblegoose
He caught a bullet in his
He a bullet in his bubblegoose
You can be at the party gettin'
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 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 heard the street blues
"The friends will make you, them too can you
They plan an execution Fu Manchu"
"Who?"
"You know the character channel 5 kung-fu (wahoo)"
"Slow down, man, Jeff, I'm you"
"Hey yo, your 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 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 and make me play my part?
Don't they know like Sting, I can turn this murder art?
I jumped into my car, there's be a joke
backed up, who's in town, the Pope?
S-s-s-s-someone the horn, I turned and looked left
To my surprise, it was my sis, Melky

Sit back and hear a tale of a hustler 'round my way
He used to clock 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 bullet in his
He caught a bullet in his
You can be at the gettin' 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 spread
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 grown man circumcised
Shalom, shalom, my left
But my right on your throat, massaging you to death
You provoke the cycle, Michael
lookin' in the mirror, well, I'm in your window, oh oh
You hear me Urkel, blood will turn purple
the color, you holler, bawlin' for your mother
No-one hears you though 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 hear a tale of a 'round my way
He to clock around 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 caught a bullet in his
You can be witcha girl loose
But you can catch a bullet in 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 bullet in goose