Luyện nghe bài hát Breakin News

Well I mean man, Ranking Scroo 'long E-40, ya hear?
All crew, pick up yourself thou respect who say, thing's cool
Fa sho, fa sho

It's either gonna be him or me and I ain't be either or
Fear no man, bar none, be a hog like a bull
don't keep score
Let 'em know that this is grown man shit ya with
Autoloaders, hunting rifles ya with

Somebody mind somebody shit ya fucking with
We give a about who ya with and whatever horse ya rolled in on
Ya finna take me outta my zone
Cause stay getting my money on and be about me and mine
Watch out for salty ass niggas during daylight time

Cause that's around the time of the year when the splatter
Folks be losing the lives, kidneys and gall bladder
We in the of it man, me and my runners and gunners
We come through dumping with those autoloader turkey
Never lose sleep, never worry, never

You could spend that time praying that the preacher be speaking
Them suckas like to cheat, watch the beef say cool
Them double back pull out them hammers and
And beddybye your them riches and varmen rifles screws
For bragging rights, just to say he the news

Well is no one going? No flowing
With real news now we all stop joking
Money in my pocket, come try it
He run up and don't want but if ya want them get

Cause when the come yes we breaking news
Evening come yo we news
So lift up ya foot and put it iny ya shoes
if ya fuck with us yo ya bound to lose

Breakin'
If you mess with the bull gonna get the horns
the clouds is dark that means it's finna storm
If ya car is parked and the music is
That means ya off alarms in the crowd

When ya spider senses you that something is up
Then I you go with ya gut, don't ignore your first mind
pay attention to your warning signs
Always be awoke, always be aware, always look over ya
be alert of the rollers

When ya perking and ya sliding sipping Ides or King Cobra
In ya scraper, feeling ya paper rubbing Donny or Clarence Carter
A lot smarter the average Joe
Straight out the ghetto they me E-40
Still hungry, still rapping I'm still 'spose

Still money, money on my mind folks
I play out I'm just like Pea-Cokes
I survive in a drought, I sit on all my
And wait for the to sky rocket
them client pay top dollars so when they comin' cop it

Well is no one No step flowing
With real king news now we all stop
Money in my pocket, try take it
He run up and don't want but if ya them come get

Cause when the come yes we breaking news
Evening come yo we news
So up ya foot and put it iny ya dancing shoes
Cause if ya with us yo ya bound to lose

Breakin' news, this in
Have heart, have money, when, 'cause ya never know when
Ya fight to the death, you can't be running out of breath
Get in shape before it's
I'm at three hundred and twenty now but I to weigh three fifty eight

My doctor made me lose weight, my doctor
"Charlie Hustle, we gon' turn all this fat you got into muscle"
But fools gon' think that I'm smoking, no they loc
You got high pressure
The leading of death among black folk

Er' yo ass was just a 'lil kid
The slave masters would give him all the left over and from the pig
Enough of that, I said what I
Now let's get to busting heads
Know when to act a and who to act a fool with

Know who to be with and who not to be cool with
Cause the same dude you up and went to school with
A be the same that cross you and try to get you hit
Cause misery loves company and company misery
And money jealousy and envy

Well is no one going? No step
With real news now we all stop joking
Money in my pocket, try take it
He run up and don't want but if ya them come get

Cause when the come yes we breaking news
Evening yo we breaking news
So lift up ya foot and put it iny ya shoes
if ya fuck with us yo ya bound to lose
Breakin'