Luyện nghe bài hát The Saga Continues...

{"sirius" by alan parsons plays in the background..
Better to some as "introducing your chicago bulls" music}

[p.
can you hear me? yeah
There's certain things in that you can stop
And there's certain things in life that be stopped
go..

"and now.. for your.. bad bad boys..
at guard.."

[p.
Y'all niggaz still
Oh you got a little name little little fortune?
What you have is a
Bout the size of the in the back of my porsche and
So you use caution, knowin I'm the boss and
I'm on pyramids, flossin
I don't really talk son
I can get lost and sit back livin off
I'm a pro, kid
Why you actin like you don't really know,
Any I broke it
Through the fame and the stardom, my mark on harlem like poe did
I said, here's your eviction
But you probably know this
I don't to be greedy, but turn on your tv
Or up your cd, p.d.

[g.
This is
Niggaz always grab that mic and salt they really gon' do some'
What's with you son?
Oh you got a new gun, do you how to use one?
Then you an illusion, livin in a used one
I'm in the limited, cruisin
You ain't really got a son
You givin them amusement, fuck what your comic views
Youse a
been doin this since this pro-ked
Broke with the cokeheads
Been down, still I get like a nigga with broke legs on a moped
I said; I'm a "top gun" like
Run and get cd and cass-ette
Gossip, lotta got lip
But they ain't got hot yet 'til got dep

Why niggaz lie that? know they ain't fly like that
Niggaz get fried like
And you don't wanna die like
Have your momma cryin that
Besides all that, I'm in to get it like that
on the block and move pies like that
Never my life with guys that rap
In fact, I leave a nigga his eyes all sad
Swoll up, y'all niggaz hold up
Any nigga that up, could get fold up
get ripped up, and then sewed up
Every nigga I fucked with, niggaz is up
We don't play games, get on the stand, and say
All we do is cock back, and planes
Give a fuck if hustle or gangbang
Nigga try to use they muscle and fang

[black
Keep frontin, i'ma put a in your jaw
catch me squeezin the four
My I go to war
And if a nigga want the raw you still come in the store
Y'all never had a run-in before, the likes of an outlaw
assassin, smashin
Open shit, rig scope, it
Give what they 'posed to get (shit)
the clique, I send five close to six
Hoodfellaz, that'll come close shit
Niggaz stay the frozen wrists
Now the smoke colored big with the top broke off
Fix your face, we back on the chase
Never left, so I ain't gotta take place
Fuck the fake bogus that ain't notice
The breadwinner, I stay focused nigga

[p.
We'll stop..
We'll stop..
One of the greatest teams that lived..
like in our blood..
We be born this way..
Bad boy