Luyện nghe bài hát Breakin News

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

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

Somebody gon' mind somebody shit ya with
We give a fuck about who ya with and whatever horse ya in on
Ya ain't finna take me outta my
Cause I'ma getting my money on and be about me and mine
Watch out for ass niggas during daylight savings time

Cause that's around the time of the year the splitter 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 those autoloader turkey hunters
lose sleep, never worry, never weep

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

is no one going? No step flowing
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 want come get

when the morning 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

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

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

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

money, still money on my mind folks
I never 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 going? No step
With real king 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 morning yes we breaking news
Evening yo we breaking news
So lift up ya 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, have when, 'cause ya never know
Ya gotta 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 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' 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 would give him all the left over and crap from the pig
Enough of that, I said I said
Now let's get to busting 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 went to school
A be the dude that cross you and try to get you hit
misery loves company and company loves misery
And money causes jealousy and

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

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