Luyện nghe bài hát The Saga Continues

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

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

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

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

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

Why niggaz lie like that? Know ain't fly like that
get fried like that
And you don't wanna die like
Have momma cryin like that
Besides all that, I'm in to get it fryin that
on the block and move pies like that
Never my life with guys that rap
In fact, I leave a nigga his eyes all sad
Swoll up, y'all better hold up
Any that roll up, could get fold up
Body get up, and then sewed up
Every I fucked with, niggaz is growed up
We don't play games, get on the stand, and say
All we do is cock back, and planes
Give a fuck if nigga hustle or
Nigga try to use they 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
Give what they 'posed to get (shit)
Oppose the clique, I send close to six
Hoodfellaz, that'll come close your
Niggaz stay the frozen wrists
Now the colored big Benz with the top broke off
Fix your face, we back on the chase
Never left, so I ain't gotta your place
the fake bogus niggaz that ain't notice
the breadwinner, three-six-five I stay focused

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