Luyện nghe bài hát The Saga Continues

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

[P.
Yeah can you me? Yeah
There's certain things in life that you can
and there's certain things in 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 little fortune?
What you is a portion
Bout the size of the hats in the of my Porsche and
So you use caution, knowin I'm the boss 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 don't know, kid?
Any I broke it
Through the and the stardom, makin my mark on Harlem like Poe did
I said, here's your eviction
But you already know this
I mean to be greedy, but turn on your TV
or up your CD, P.D.

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

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

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

[P.
We'll stop..
We'll stop..
One of the teams that ever lived..
like in our blood..
We gotta be this way..
Bad Boy