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 around the block from where my stayed
Black BMW rims to match, windows bulletproof
One night, he out the car
And caught a bullet in his
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 bubblegoose

Hey yo, hey yo, my pen's in my hand, OK, should I write next?
Oh yeah, and if you know, success brings stress
I'm vexed, my rings, collect 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 street blues
"The friends make you, them too can break you
They plan an 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 used to bang"
"Uh-huh"
"DT's found his hand in the of Bennigans"
"What?"
"In a plastic bag a note attached"
"Saying what?"
"A million and a half or he be back"
"So meet me by the Brooklyn Bridge, sharp"
"If not, at the funeral, you play the harp"
Yo, why they wanna start and make me my part?
Don't they like Sting, I can turn this murder into art?
I jumped into my car, there's gotta be a
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 hear a of a hustler 'round my way
He used to clock around the from where my grandma stayed
Black BMW with rims to match, bulletproof
One night, he out the car
And caught a bullet in his
He caught a bullet in his
He caught a in his bubblegoose
You can be at the party gettin'
But you can catch a in your bubblegoose

shootin' in the opposite position
I'm thinkin', "Should I or hold back on ammunition
On wig transition?"
My mission, like Take 6, is to spread
But all you mugs got me wearin' black gloves
You up in my face, I see the fear in your
You gonna feel the pain like a man gettin' circumcised
Shalom, shalom, my left
But my right on your 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, blood will turn purple
the color, you holler, bawlin' for your mother
No-one hears you though you knock
You used to around the block with the daily rock
Things done changed your spark got hot
Now you got your wocked with your very own Glock

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