Luyện nghe bài hát Bubblegoose (Bakin' Cake Version)

When I was young, Mama me a guitar
A microphone and she I'd go far
She said, "Just it raw, the lyrics hardcore"
Listen to my and get up, I'm on the corner with 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 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 a bullet in his bubblegoose
He a bullet in his bubblegoose
You can be at the party loose
But you can catch a bullet in bubblegoose

Hey yo, hey yo, my pen's in my hand, OK, what should I next?
Oh yeah, and if you don't know, brings stress
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 tone of his voice, I the I'll street blues
"The friends make you, them too can break you
They an execution like Fu Manchu"
"Who?"
"You know the character from 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 with a attached"
"Saying what?"
"A and a half or he won't be back"
"So meet me by the Bridge, 12:00 sharp"
"If not, at the funeral, you play the harp"
Yo, why they wanna and make me play my part?
they know like Sting, I can turn this murder into art?
I into my car, there's gotta be a joke
Traffic's 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 right back and a tale of a hustler 'round my way
He used to clock around the block from where my grandma
Black BMW rims to match, windows 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 bullet in your

You're shootin' in the position
I'm thinkin', "Should I fire or hold back on
On wig transition?"
My mission, like 6, is to spread love
But all you screwed mugs got me wearin' gloves
You up in my face, I see the in your eyes
You feel the pain like a grown man gettin' circumcised
Shalom, shalom, my left
But my right hand's on throat, massaging you to death
You provoke the cycle, call
You're lookin' in the mirror, well, I'm in window, oh oh
You hear me Urkel, your blood will purple
Like the color, you holler, for your mother
No-one hears you though you knock
You used to walk around the block the daily rock
Things done changed your spark got hot
Now you got your knot wocked with your very own

Sit right back and hear a of a hustler '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 witcha girl gettin'
But you can catch a bullet in goose
He caught a bullet in his
He caught a in his bubblegoose
You can be at the gettin' loose
But you can catch a bullet in goose