Luyện nghe bài hát Bubblegoose (Bakin' Cake Version)

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

Hey kids, gather around, it's and Melky Sedeck
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 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 bullet in his
You can be at the party loose
But you can catch a 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 stress
I'm vexed, my phone rings, collect 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 will 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 used to bang"
"Uh-huh"
"DT's found his hand in the of Bennigans"
"What?"
"In a plastic bag with a 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 they know like Sting, I can turn this murder art?
I into my car, there's gotta be a joke
Traffic's backed up, in town, the Pope?
S-s-s-s-someone blew the horn, I turned and 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
Black BMW with rims to match, bulletproof
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 at the party gettin'
But you can catch a bullet in bubblegoose

You're in the opposite position
I'm thinkin', "Should I fire or hold back on
On wig transition?"
My mission, like 6, is to spread love
But all you screwed mugs got me wearin' gloves
You up in my face, I see the in your eyes
You gonna feel the pain like a grown man circumcised
Shalom, shalom, my left
But my right hand's on your throat, you to death
You the cycle, call Michael
You're lookin' in the mirror, well, I'm in window, oh oh
You hear me Urkel, your blood turn purple
Like the color, you holler, 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 knot wocked your very own Glock

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