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 hear a of a hustler 'round my way
He used to clock around the block from where my grandma
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 caught a bullet in his
You can be at the gettin' loose
But you can catch a in your bubblegoose

Hey yo, hey yo, my in my hand, OK, what should I write next?
Oh yeah, and if you don't know, success brings
I'm vexed, my phone rings, 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 will make you, them too can break you
They plan an 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 used to 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 Brooklyn Bridge, 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 this murder into art?
I jumped into my car, there's be a joke
backed up, who's in town, the Pope?
S-s-s-s-someone blew the horn, I turned and left
To my surprise, it was my sis, Melky

Sit back and hear a tale of a hustler 'round my way
He used to clock around the block from my grandma 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 a bullet in his bubblegoose
You can be at the party loose
But you can catch a in your bubblegoose

shootin' in the opposite position
I'm thinkin', "Should I fire or back on ammunition
On wig transition?"
My mission, like Take 6, is to love
But all you screwed mugs got me black gloves
You up in my face, I see the fear in your
You gonna the pain like a grown man gettin' circumcised
Shalom, shalom, pardon my
But my right hand's on throat, massaging you to death
You provoke the cycle, Michael
You're in the mirror, well, I'm in your window, oh oh
You hear me Urkel, blood will turn purple
the color, you holler, bawlin' for your mother
No-one hears you though you knock
You used to around the block with the daily rock
Things done since your spark 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 clock around the from where my grandma stayed
Black BMW with to match, windows 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 your
He caught a in his bubblegoose
He a bullet in his bubblegoose
You can be at the party loose
But you can catch a in your goose