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"
to my talk and get up, I'm on the corner with my

Hey kids, gather around, it's 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 around the block from where my stayed
Black BMW with rims to match, windows
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 at the gettin' loose
But you can catch a bullet in your

Hey yo, hey yo, my pen's in my hand, OK, what should I next?
Oh yeah, and if you don't know, success stress
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 tone of his voice, I heard the I'll street
"The will make you, them too can break you
They plan an execution Fu Manchu"
"Who?"
"You the character from 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 found his in the back of Bennigans"
"What?"
"In a plastic bag with a attached"
"Saying what?"
"A million and a half or he be back"
"So meet me by the Brooklyn Bridge, sharp"
"If not, at the funeral, you play the harp"
Yo, why they wanna start and make me my part?
Don't they like Sting, I can turn this murder into art?
I jumped into my car, there's be a joke
Traffic's backed up, in town, the Pope?
S-s-s-s-someone blew the horn, I turned and looked
To my surprise, it was my sis, Melky

Sit back and hear a tale of a hustler 'round my way
He used to around the block from where my grandma stayed
Black BMW with 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 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 6, is to spread love
But all you mugs got me wearin' black 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 your throat, you to death
You provoke the cycle, call
You're in the mirror, well, I'm in your window, oh oh
You me Urkel, your blood will turn purple
Like the color, you holler, bawlin' for mother
No-one you even though you knock
You used to walk around the block the daily rock
done changed since your spark got hot
Now you got your knot with your very own Glock

Sit right and hear 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, windows
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 girl gettin' loose
But you can catch a in your goose
He caught a bullet in his
He a bullet in his bubblegoose
You can be at the party loose
But you can catch a in your goose