Luyện nghe bài hát Bubblegoose (Bakin' Cake Version)

When I was young, bought me a guitar
A and she said 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, gather around, it's Wyclef and Melky
I got a to tell, here we go

Sit right and hear a tale of a hustler 'round my way
He used to clock the block 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 bullet in his
He caught a bullet in his
You can be at the party gettin'
But you can a bullet in your bubblegoose

Hey yo, hey yo, my pen's in my hand, OK, what should I write
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 will make you, them too can you
They an execution like Fu Manchu"
"Who?"
"You know the from channel 5 kung-fu (wahoo)"
"Slow down, man, Jeff, I'm you"
"Hey yo, cousin Rohann..."
"Uh-huh"
"Who to sell bang"
"Uh-huh"
"DT's found his hand in the of Bennigans"
"What?"
"In a plastic bag 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 gotta the harp"
Yo, why they start and make me play my part?
Don't they know like Sting, I can this murder into art?
I jumped into my car, gotta be a joke
Traffic's backed up, in town, the Pope?
blew the horn, I turned and looked left
To my surprise, it was my sis, Sedeck

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

You're shootin' in the 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 mugs got me wearin' black gloves
You up in my face, I see the fear in eyes
You gonna feel the pain like a grown man gettin'
Shalom, shalom, my left
But my right hand's on 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 will turn purple
the color, you holler, bawlin' for your mother
No-one hears you even you knock
You used to walk around the block with the daily
Things done changed since your got hot
Now you got your knot with your very own Glock

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