Luyện nghe bài hát The Saga Continues...

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

[p.
Yeah can you hear me?
certain things in life that you can stop
And there's certain things in life that can't be
go..

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

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

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

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

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

[p.
never stop..
We'll stop..
One of the greatest teams that lived..
like in our blood..
We gotta be this way..
Bad boy