Luyện nghe bài hát Bubblegoose (Bakin' Cake Version)

When I was young, Mama bought me a
A microphone and she I'd go far
She said, "Just keep it raw, the hardcore"
to my talk and get up, I'm on the corner with my

Hey kids, around, it's Wyclef and Melky Sedeck
I got a story to tell, 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 caught a in his bubblegoose
He caught a 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 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 friends make you, them too can break you
plan an execution like Fu Manchu"
"Who?"
"You know the from channel 5 kung-fu (wahoo)"
"Slow down, man, Jeff, I'm you"
"Hey yo, your Rohann..."
"Uh-huh"
"Who used to bang"
"Uh-huh"
"DT's found his 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 make me play my
Don't they know like Sting, I can turn this murder art?
I jumped into my car, there's gotta be a
Traffic's up, who's in town, the Pope?
S-s-s-s-someone blew the horn, I and looked left
To my surprise, it was my sis, Melky

Sit right back and hear a tale of a hustler my way
He used to clock around the block where my grandma stayed
Black BMW rims to match, windows 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 a bullet in your bubblegoose

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 mugs got me black gloves
You up in my face, I see the fear in your
You gonna feel the like a grown man gettin' circumcised
Shalom, shalom, my left
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 hear me Urkel, your blood turn purple
Like the color, you holler, for your mother
No-one you even 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 and hear a tale of a hustler 'round my way
He used to clock 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 caught a in his bubblegoose
You can be girl gettin' loose
But you can a bullet in your goose
He a bullet in his bubblegoose
He caught a bullet in his
You can be at the party loose
But you can catch a in your goose