Luyện nghe bài hát The Saga Continues

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

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

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

[P.
niggaz still talkin?
Oh you got a little name little fame little
What you have is a
Bout the size of the in the back of my Porsche and
So you better use caution, I'm the boss and
I'm sittin on pyramids,
I don't gotta talk son
I can get lost and sit back livin off
I'm a pro, kid
Why you actin like you really know, kid?
Any records I it
Through the fame and the stardom, makin my mark on Harlem 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 pick up CD, P.D.

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

Why niggaz lie like that? Know they fly like that
Niggaz get fried like
And you don't wanna die like
Have your cryin like that
Besides all that, I'm in to get it fryin like
Still on the and move pies like that
Never my life dealt with guys rap
In fact, I leave a with his eyes all sad
Swoll up, y'all niggaz hold up
Any nigga roll 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 spray
Give a fuck if hustle or gangbang
Nigga try to use they muscle and fang

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

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