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, gather around, Wyclef and Melky Sedeck
I got a story to tell, we go

Sit right back and hear a tale of a '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 a bullet in his bubblegoose
He a bullet in his bubblegoose
You can be at the gettin' loose
But you can a bullet 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 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 heard the I'll blues
"The friends make you, them too can break you
They plan an execution 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 to sell bang"
"Uh-huh"
"DT's his hand in the back of Bennigans"
"What?"
"In a plastic bag 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 gotta the harp"
Yo, why they wanna start and make me play my
Don't know like Sting, I can turn this murder into art?
I jumped 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 and looked left
To my surprise, it was my sis, Sedeck

Sit right back and hear a tale of a hustler my way
He used to clock around the block from where my grandma
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 bullet in his
You can be at the gettin' loose
But you can catch a bullet in bubblegoose

You're shootin' in the position
I'm thinkin', "Should I fire or hold back on
On wig transition?"
My mission, Take 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 feel the 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
lookin' in the mirror, well, I'm in your window, oh oh
You hear me Urkel, your blood will turn
Like the color, you holler, bawlin' for mother
hears you even though you knock
You used to walk around the block with the rock
Things done changed since spark got hot
Now you got your knot wocked with your very own

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