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 it raw, the lyrics hardcore"
Listen to my talk and get up, I'm on the with my

Hey kids, gather around, it's Wyclef and Melky
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 stayed
BMW with rims to match, windows bulletproof
One night, he out the car
And caught a bullet in his
He caught a bullet in his
He caught a in his bubblegoose
You can be at the party loose
But you can catch a in your bubblegoose

Hey yo, hey yo, my pen's in my hand, OK, what should I next?
Oh yeah, and if you know, success brings 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 the I'll street blues
"The friends will make you, too can break you
They plan an execution 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 his hand in the back of Bennigans"
"What?"
"In a bag with a note attached"
"Saying what?"
"A and a half or he won't be back"
"So me by the Brooklyn Bridge, 12:00 sharp"
"If not, at the funeral, you play the harp"
Yo, why they wanna start and me play my part?
Don't know like Sting, I can turn this murder into art?
I jumped into my car, 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, Melky

Sit right back and hear a tale of a 'round my way
He used to clock around the block where my grandma stayed
Black BMW with rims to match, bulletproof
One night, he out the car
And a bullet in his bubblegoose
He caught a bullet in his
He a bullet in his bubblegoose
You can be at the party loose
But you can catch a bullet in bubblegoose

You're shootin' in the position
I'm thinkin', "Should I or hold back on ammunition
On wig transition?"
My mission, like Take 6, is to love
But all you screwed mugs got me wearin' black
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 hand's 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 turn purple
the color, you holler, bawlin' for your mother
No-one hears you though you knock
You used to walk around the block with the daily
Things done changed since your got hot
Now you got your knot wocked with your own Glock

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