Luyện nghe bài hát Bubblegoose (Bakin' Cake Version)

When I was young, Mama me a guitar
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 and Melky Sedeck
I got a to tell, here we go

Sit right back and hear a tale of a hustler my way
He used to clock the block from where my grandma stayed
Black BMW with to match, windows bulletproof
One night, he out the car
And a bullet 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 bullet in bubblegoose

Hey yo, hey yo, my in my hand, OK, what should I write next?
Oh yeah, and if you don't know, success stress
I'm vexed, my phone rings, collect caller from
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 street blues
"The friends make you, them too can break you
They an execution like 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 bag with a note attached"
"Saying what?"
"A million and a 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 start and make me play my part?
Don't they know like Sting, I can turn this murder into
I jumped into my car, there's gotta be a
Traffic's up, who's in town, the Pope?
blew the horn, I turned and looked left
To my surprise, it was my sis, Sedeck

Sit right back and hear a of a hustler '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 a bullet in his bubblegoose
You can be at the party loose
But you can catch a bullet in your

You're in the opposite position
I'm thinkin', "Should I or hold back on ammunition
On wig transition?"
My mission, like 6, is to spread love
But all you screwed mugs got me wearin' black
You up in my face, I see the fear in eyes
You gonna the pain like a grown man gettin' circumcised
Shalom, shalom, my left
But my hand's on your throat, massaging 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 will purple
Like the color, you holler, bawlin' for mother
hears you even though you knock
You used to walk around the block with the daily
Things changed since your spark got hot
Now you got your knot wocked with very own Glock

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