Luyện nghe bài hát The Saga Continues

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

And now for your bad Bad
Starting at

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

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

I'm a pro, kid
Why you actin' like you really know, kid?
Any I broke it
Through the fame and the
Makin' my mark on Harlem Poe did

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

This is
Niggaz always grab mic
And salt like really gon' do some'
What's wrong you, son?
Oh, you got a new gun
Do you how to use one?

Then you livin' an illusion, livin' in a one
I'm in The Limited, cruisin'
You ain't got a crew, son
You givin' amusement
Fuck what your Comic meant

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

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

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

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

Swoll up, y'all better hold up
Any that roll up, could get fold up
Body get 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 back and spray planes
a fuck if nigga hustle or gang bang
Nigga try to use muscle and fang fang

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

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

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

Fix face, we back 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 stay focused,

never stop, we'll never stop
One of the greatest that ever lived
like in our blood
We gotta be this way
Bad Boy,