Luyện nghe bài hát The Saga Continues

{"Sirius" by Alan Parsons plays in the background..
known to some as "Introducing your Chicago Bulls" music}

[P.
Yeah can you hear me?
There's certain things in that you can stop
and there's certain in life that can't be stopped
go..

"And now.. for your.. Bad Bad Boys..
at guard.."

[P.
Y'all still talkin?
Oh you got a little name little fame little
What you is a portion
Bout the size of the hats in the back of my and
So you better use caution, knowin I'm the and
I'm on pyramids, flossin
I don't really talk son
I can get lost and sit back off endorsements
I'm a pro, kid
Why you actin like you really know, kid?
Any records I it
Through the fame and the stardom, my mark on Harlem like Poe did
I said, here's your eviction
But you already know this
I don't to be greedy, but turn on your TV
or up your CD, P.D.

[G.
This is
Niggaz always grab that mic and salt like they really do some'
wrong with you son?
Oh you got a new gun, do you how to use one?
Then you livin an illusion, in a used one
I'm in the Limited, cruisin
You really got a crew son
You givin amusement, fuck what your Comic Views meant
a smokehead
I've doin this since this Pro-Ked
breads with the cokeheads
Been down, still I get around like a nigga with broke legs on a
I said; I'm a "Top Gun" Gossett
Run and get CD and cass-ette
Gossip, niggaz got lip
But ain't got hot yet 'til they got Dep

Why niggaz lie like that? Know ain't fly like that
get fried like that
And you wanna die like that
Have your momma cryin like
Besides all that, I'm in to get it fryin that
Still on the and move pies like that
Never my life dealt guys that rap
In fact, I leave a nigga his eyes all sad
Swoll up, niggaz better hold up
Any nigga that roll up, get fold up
Body get ripped up, and then up
Every nigga I fucked with, niggaz is up
We play games, get on the stand, and say names
All we do is back, and spray planes
Give a fuck if nigga hustle or
try to use they muscle and fang fang

[Black
Keep frontin, I'ma put a in your jaw
Might me squeezin the four
My I go to war
And if a want the raw you still gotta come in the store
Y'all had a run-in before, with the likes of an outlaw
assassin, smashin
Open shit, rig scope, it
niggaz what they 'posed to get (shit)
Oppose the clique, I send close to six
Hoodfellaz, that'll come your shit
Niggaz with the frozen wrists
Now the smoke big Benz with the top broke off
Fix your face, we back on the paper
Never left, so I ain't gotta your place
the fake bogus niggaz that ain't notice
the breadwinner, I stay focused nigga

[P.
never stop..
We'll stop..
One of the greatest teams that lived..
It's in our blood..
We gotta be this way..
Bad Boy