Luyện nghe bài hát The Saga Continues

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

[P.
Yeah can you hear me?
There's certain in life that you can stop
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 little name fame little fortune?
you have is a portion
Bout the of the hats in the back of my Porsche and
So you better use caution, knowin I'm the and
I'm sittin on pyramids,
I really gotta talk son
I can get lost and sit livin off endorsements
I'm a pro, kid
Why you like you don't really know, kid?
Any records I it
Through the fame and the stardom, makin my mark on Harlem Poe did
I said, your eviction notice
But you probably already this
I don't mean to be greedy, but turn on TV
or pick up CD, P.D.

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

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

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

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