Luyện nghe bài hát Bubblegoose (Another Version)

When I was young, bought 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, around, it's Wyclef and Melky Sedeck
I got a to tell, here we go

Sit right back and hear a of a hustler 'round my way
He used to clock around the block from where my grandma
Black BMW with rims to match, bulletproof
One night, he out the car
And a bullet in his bubblegoose
He a bullet in his bubblegoose
He caught a bullet in his
You can be at the gettin' loose
But you can catch a bullet in bubblegoose

Hey yo, hey yo, my pen's in my hand, OK, should I write next?
Oh yeah, and if you don't know, success 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, too can break 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, 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 meet me by the Bridge, 12:00 sharp"
"If not, at the funeral, you gotta the harp"
Yo, why they start and make me play my part?
Don't know like Sting, I can turn 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 back and hear 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 bullet in his
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 bubblegoose

You're shootin' in the position
I'm thinkin', "Should I or hold back on ammunition
On wig transition?"
My mission, like Take 6, is to spread
But all you screwed mugs got me wearin' gloves
You up in my face, I see the fear in eyes
You gonna feel the pain like a man gettin' circumcised
Shalom, shalom, pardon my
But my right hand's on throat, massaging you to death
You provoke the cycle, call
You're 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 your
No-one hears you even though you
You used to walk the block with the daily rock
Things done changed since your got hot
Now you got your knot wocked your very own Glock

Sit right back and hear a tale of a 'round 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 caught a in his bubblegoose
He caught a in his bubblegoose
You can be witcha girl gettin'
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 party gettin'
But you can catch a in your goose