Luyện nghe bài hát The Saga Continues

Yeah can you me? Yeah
There's things in life that you can stop
And there's certain things in life that can't be
go

And now for your bad Bad
Starting at

Y'all niggaz talkin'?
Oh, you got a little name fame little fortune
What you is a portion
the size of the hats in the back of my Porsche and

So you better use caution, knowin' I'm the and
I'm on pyramids, flossin'
I don't gotta talk, son
I can get and sit back livin' off endorsements

I'm a pro, kid
Why you like you don't really know, kid?
Any records I it
Through the and the stardom
my mark on Harlem like Poe did

I said, here's your notice
But you already know this
I don't to be greedy
But turn on your TV, I up your CD, P D

This is
Niggaz grab that mic
And salt like they really do some'
What's wrong with you,
Oh, you got a new gun
Do you know how to use

Then you an illusion, livin' in a used one
While I'm in The Limited,
You ain't got a crew, son
You them amusement
Fuck your Comic Views meant

a smoke head
I've been doin' this since this
breads with the coke heads
Been down, I get around
Like a nigga with broke on a moped

I said, "I'm a Top Gun like
Run and get CD and cassette"
Gossip, niggaz got lip
But they ain't got hot yet 'til got Dep

Why lie like that?
Know they ain't fly that
Niggaz get fried that
And you don't wanna die like
your momma cryin' like that

Besides all that, I'm in to get it fryin' like
Still on the block and move pies 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 up, could get fold up
Body get up and then sewed up
nigga I fucked with, niggaz is growed up

We don't play games, get on the and say names
All we do is cock back and planes
Give a fuck if hustle or gang bang
Nigga try to use they muscle and fang

Keep frontin', I'ma put a in your jaw
Might catch me squeezin' the
My nigga, I go to war and if a nigga the raw
You still come in the store

Y'all never had a run in
With the likes of an
assassin', smashin'
Open shit, rig scope, it
Give niggaz they 'posed to get

Oppose the clique, I send close to six
Hood fellaz, that'll come close your
stay with the frozen wrists
Now the smoke big Benz with the top broke off

Fix your face, we back on the chase
left, so I ain't gotta take your place
Fuck the fake bogus niggaz that notice
The breadwinner, three-six-five, I focused, nigga

We'll never stop, we'll never
One of the greatest teams that ever
It's like in our
We gotta be born way
Bad Boy,