Luyện nghe bài hát The Saga Continues

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

And now for your bad Bad
Starting at

Y'all niggaz still
Oh, you got a name little 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, I'm the boss and
I'm on pyramids, flossin'
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 I broke it
Through the and the stardom
Makin' my mark on like Poe did

I said, here's eviction notice
But you probably already this
I mean to be greedy
But turn on your TV, I up your CD, P D

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

you livin' an illusion, livin' in a used one
While I'm in The Limited,
You really got a crew, son
You them amusement
what your Comic Views meant

Youse a smoke
I've doin' this since this Pro-Ked
Broke breads the coke heads
Been down, still I get
Like a nigga with broke legs on a

I said, "I'm a Top Gun like
Run and get CD and cassette"
Gossip, lotta got lip
But they got hot yet 'til they got Dep

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

all that, I'm in to get it fryin' like that
Still on the block and move pies like
Never my life dealt with guys rap
In fact, I leave a with his eyes all sad

Swoll up, niggaz better hold up
Any nigga roll up, could get fold up
Body get up and then sewed up
Every nigga I with, niggaz is growed up

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

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

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

Oppose the clique, I send five to six
Hood fellaz, come close your shit
Niggaz with the frozen wrists
Now the smoke colored big Benz the top broke off

Fix face, we back on the paper chase
Never left, so I ain't take your place
Fuck the fake bogus niggaz that ain't
The breadwinner, three-six-five, I stay focused,

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