Luyện nghe bài hát Bubblegoose (Another Version)

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

Hey kids, gather around, Wyclef 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 around the block 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 in his bubblegoose
He a bullet in his bubblegoose
You can be at the party loose
But you can catch a bullet in your

Hey yo, hey yo, my in my hand, OK, what should I write next?
Oh yeah, and if you don't know, brings stress
I'm vexed, my phone rings, collect caller Jeff
The say, "If you accept, say yes"
"Yes, the deal, son?"
"Yo, I got bad news"
Yo, by the of his voice, I heard the I'll street blues
"The friends will make you, too can break you
They an execution like Fu Manchu"
"Who?"
"You know the character channel 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 his hand 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 like Sting, I can turn this murder into art?
I into my car, there's 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, Melky

Sit back and hear a tale of a hustler 'round my way
He used to clock around the block from 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 party gettin'
But you can a bullet in your bubblegoose

You're shootin' in the opposite
I'm thinkin', "Should I or hold 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 fear in your
You gonna feel the 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 purple
the color, you holler, bawlin' for your mother
No-one hears you though you knock
You used to walk around the block the daily rock
Things done since your spark got hot
Now you got your 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
BMW with rims 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 girl gettin' loose
But you can catch a bullet in goose
He caught a in his bubblegoose
He caught a bullet in his
You can be at the party gettin'
But you can catch a bullet in goose