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

gon' mind somebody shit ya fucking with
We a fuck about who ya with and whatever horse ya rolled in on
Ya ain't finna me outta my zone
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 of the year when the splitter splatter
Folks be losing the lives, they and gall bladder
We in the stink of it man, me and my runners and
We come dumping with those autoloader turkey hunters
Never sleep, never worry, never weep

You could spend that time that what the preacher be speaking
suckas 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 rights, just to say he made the news

Well is no one No step flowing
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 want them get

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

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

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 warning signs
Always be awoke, always be aware, always over ya shoulder
Always be of the rollers

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

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

is no one going? No step flowing
With real king news now we all 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
Evening yo we breaking news
So up ya foot and put it iny ya dancing shoes
Cause if ya fuck with us yo ya bound to

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

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

Er' since yo ass was a 'lil kid
The slave masters would give him all the over and crap from the pig
Enough of that, I said I said
Now let's get back to heads
Know when to act a and who to act a fool 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 dude cross you and try to get you hit
Cause misery loves company and company loves
And money jealousy and envy

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

Cause when the come yes we breaking 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
Breakin'