Luyện nghe bài hát Breakin News

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

It's either gonna be him or me and I ain't finsta be or
no man, bar none, be a hog like a wild bull
Playas keep score
Let 'em know that this is man shit ya fucking 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 ain't take me outta my zone
I'ma stay getting my money on and be about me and mine
Watch out for salty ass niggas during daylight savings

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

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

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

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

Breakin'
If you mess with the bull gonna get the horns
When the clouds is dark that means finna storm
If ya car is parked and the is loud
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
Always pay attention to your signs
Always be awoke, always be aware, always over ya shoulder
Always be of the rollers

When ya and ya sliding sipping Saint Ides or King Cobra
In ya scraper, feeling ya paper rubbing Taylor or Clarence Carter
A lot smarter than the Joe
Straight out the ghetto call me E-40
Still hungry, still rapping like I'm still

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

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

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

news, this just 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 used to weigh three eight

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

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

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

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 them come get

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