Luyện nghe bài hát Bubblegoose (Bakin' Cake 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"
Listen to my talk and get up, I'm on the corner my

Hey kids, around, it's Wyclef and Melky 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 the block from where my grandma stayed
Black BMW rims to match, windows 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 gettin' loose
But you can catch a in your bubblegoose

Hey yo, hey yo, my pen's in my hand, OK, what should I write
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 heard the I'll street
"The friends make you, them 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 used to bang"
"Uh-huh"
"DT's his hand in the back of Bennigans"
"What?"
"In a plastic bag a note attached"
"Saying what?"
"A million and a half or he be back"
"So meet me by the Bridge, 12:00 sharp"
"If not, at the funeral, you play the harp"
Yo, why they wanna start and make me play my
Don't they know Sting, I can turn this murder into art?
I jumped into my car, gotta be a joke
Traffic's backed up, who's in town, the
blew the horn, I turned and looked left
To my surprise, it was my sis, Melky

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 rims to match, windows bulletproof
One night, he out the car
And a bullet in his bubblegoose
He caught a in his bubblegoose
He a bullet in his bubblegoose
You can be at the party gettin'
But you can catch a bullet in your

You're in the opposite position
I'm thinkin', "Should I fire or hold 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 fear in your
You gonna feel the pain like a man gettin' circumcised
Shalom, shalom, my left
But my right hand's on throat, massaging you to death
You provoke the cycle, Michael
You're lookin' in the mirror, well, I'm in window, oh oh
You hear me Urkel, your blood will turn
Like the color, you holler, bawlin' for mother
hears you even though you knock
You used to walk the block with the daily rock
Things done changed since your got hot
Now you got your knot wocked with your very own

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