Luyện nghe bài hát Bubblegoose (Bakin' Cake Version)

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 with my

Hey kids, gather around, it's Wyclef and Sedeck
I got a to tell, here we go

Sit right back and 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 in his bubblegoose
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 your

Hey yo, hey yo, my pen's in my hand, OK, what I write next?
Oh yeah, and if you know, success brings 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 heard the I'll street
"The friends will you, them 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, your Rohann..."
"Uh-huh"
"Who to sell bang"
"Uh-huh"
"DT's his hand in the back of Bennigans"
"What?"
"In a bag with a note attached"
"Saying what?"
"A million and a 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 wanna start and make me play my
Don't they know like Sting, I can turn this murder into
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 a tale of a hustler 'round my way
He to clock around the block 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 in his bubblegoose
He a bullet in his bubblegoose
You can be at the gettin' loose
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 Take 6, is to spread
But all you screwed got me wearin' black gloves
You up in my face, I see the in your eyes
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
You're in the mirror, well, I'm in your window, oh oh
You hear me Urkel, your blood will purple
Like the color, you holler, bawlin' for your
hears you even though you knock
You to walk around the block with the daily rock
Things done changed your spark got hot
Now you got your knot wocked with your very own

Sit right back and hear a of a hustler 'round my way
He used to clock around the from where my grandma stayed
Black BMW with rims to match, windows
One night, he out the car
And a bullet in his bubblegoose
He caught a in his bubblegoose
He caught a bullet in his
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 party gettin'
But you can a bullet in your goose