Luyện nghe bài hát Bubblegoose

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

Hey kids, gather around, Wyclef and Melky Sedeck
I got a to tell, here we go

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

Hey yo, hey yo, my pen's in my hand, OK, what should I write
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 of his voice, I heard the I'll street blues
"The friends will you, them too can break you
They plan an execution Fu Manchu"
"Who?"
"You know the character from channel 5 (wahoo)"
"Slow down, man, Jeff, I'm you"
"Hey yo, your Rohann..."
"Uh-huh"
"Who used to bang"
"Uh-huh"
"DT's his hand in the back 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 play the harp"
Yo, why wanna start and make me play my part?
Don't they know like Sting, I can turn murder into art?
I into my car, there's gotta be a joke
Traffic's backed up, who's in town, the
blew the horn, I turned and looked left
To my surprise, it was my sis, Melky

Sit right and hear a tale of a hustler 'round my way
He used to around the block from where my grandma stayed
Black BMW rims to match, windows bulletproof
One night, he out the car
And a bullet 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 catch a bullet in your

shootin' in the opposite 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 got me wearin' black gloves
You up in my face, I see the fear in your
You gonna feel the pain a grown man gettin' circumcised
Shalom, shalom, pardon my
But my right hand's on throat, massaging you to death
You the cycle, call Michael
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
No-one hears you even you knock
You used to walk around the block the daily rock
Things changed since your spark got hot
Now you got your knot wocked with your own Glock

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 with rims to match, windows
One night, he out the car
And caught a bullet in his
He a bullet 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 a bullet in his bubblegoose
You can be at the gettin' loose
But you can catch a bullet in goose