Luyện nghe bài hát Bubblegoose (Bakin' Cake Version)

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

Sit right back and hear a tale of a '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 caught a in his bubblegoose
He a bullet in his bubblegoose
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, what I write next?
Oh yeah, and if you don't know, success brings
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 of his voice, I heard the I'll street blues
"The friends will make you, them too can you
plan an execution 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 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 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 wanna start and make me play my part?
Don't they know like Sting, I can turn this into art?
I jumped my car, there's gotta be a joke
backed up, who's in town, the Pope?
S-s-s-s-someone blew the horn, I turned and looked
To my surprise, it was my sis, Sedeck

Sit right back and hear a of a hustler '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 a bullet in his bubblegoose
He a bullet in his bubblegoose
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 fire or back on ammunition
On wig transition?"
My mission, like 6, is to spread love
But all you screwed mugs got me black gloves
You up in my face, I see the fear in eyes
You gonna feel the pain a grown man gettin' circumcised
Shalom, shalom, my left
But my right hand's on your throat, 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 purple
the color, you holler, bawlin' for your mother
No-one you even though you knock
You used to walk around the block with the daily
Things done changed your spark got hot
Now you got your wocked with your very own Glock

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