Luyện nghe bài hát Breakin News

Well I man, Ranking Scroo 'long side E-40, ya hear?
All crew, pick up yourself thou respect who say, every thing's
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 keep
Let 'em know that this is grown man shit ya fucking
Autoloaders, hunting ya fucking with

Somebody mind somebody shit ya fucking with
We give a fuck about who ya with and horse ya rolled in on
Ya finna take me outta my zone
Cause I'ma stay getting my 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 splitter
Folks be the lives, they kidneys and gall bladder
We in the stink of it man, me and my and gunners
We come dumping with those autoloader turkey hunters
lose sleep, never worry, never weep

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

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

Breakin'
If you mess with the bull your get the horns
When the clouds is dark 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 tell you that something is up
Then I you go with ya gut, don't ignore your first mind
Always pay attention to your warning
Always be awoke, always be aware, always look ya shoulder
Always be alert of the

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

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

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

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

Breakin' news, this in
Have heart, money, have when, 'cause ya never know when
Ya gotta fight to the death, you be running out of breath
Get in shape before late
I'm at three hundred and twenty now but I used to three fifty eight

My doctor me lose weight, my doctor said
"Charlie Hustle, we gon' all this fat that you got into muscle"
But fools gon' think that I'm smoking, no ain't loc
You got high blood
The leading cause of among black folk

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

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

Well is no one going? No flowing
real king news now we all stop joking
Money in my pocket, come try it
He run up and want but if ya want them come get

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