Luyện nghe bài hát Bubblegoose (Bakin' Cake Version)

When I was young, bought me a guitar
A microphone and she I'd go far
She said, "Just it raw, the lyrics hardcore"
to my talk 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 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 caught a bullet in his
He a bullet in his bubblegoose
You can be at the gettin' loose
But you can catch a in your bubblegoose

Hey yo, hey yo, my pen's in my hand, OK, what I write next?
Oh yeah, and if you know, success brings stress
I'm vexed, my phone rings, collect caller from
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 will make you, too can break you
They an execution like Fu Manchu"
"Who?"
"You know the character 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 bag with 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 gotta the harp"
Yo, why they wanna start and me play my part?
they know 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 the horn, I turned and looked left
To my surprise, it was my sis, Sedeck

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 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 a bullet in your bubblegoose

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

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