Luyện nghe bài hát Breakin News

Well I mean man, Ranking Scroo 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
Fear no man, bar none, be a hog like a bull
Playas don't score
Let 'em that this is grown man shit ya fucking with
Autoloaders, hunting rifles ya with

Somebody gon' mind somebody ya fucking with
We give a fuck about who ya 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 during daylight savings time

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

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

Well is no one going? No step
With real king news now we all joking
Money in my pocket, come try 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
Cause if ya fuck with us yo ya bound to

news
If you mess with the bull gonna get the horns
When the is dark that means it's finna storm
If ya car is parked and the is loud
That means ya setting off in the crowd

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

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

Still money, still on my mind folks
I never play out I'm just Pea-Cokes
I in a drought, I sit on all my dope
And wait for the to sky rocket
them client pay top dollars so when they comin' cop it

Well is no one going? No flowing
With real king 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 news
Evening yo we breaking news
So lift up ya foot and put it iny ya dancing
Cause if ya fuck us yo ya bound to lose

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

My doctor made me lose weight, my said
"Charlie Hustle, we gon' all this fat that you got into muscle"
But gon' think that I'm smoking, no they ain't loc
You got high blood
The leading of death 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
Enough of that, I what I said
Now let's get back to heads
Know when to act a fool and who to act a fool

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
misery loves company and company loves misery
And money causes jealousy and

is no one going? 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 want them get

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