Luyện nghe bài hát The Saga Continues...

{"sirius" by alan parsons plays in the background..
Better known to some as "introducing your chicago bulls"

[p.
Yeah can you me? yeah
There's certain things in life that you can
And there's certain 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 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 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 don't know, kid?
Any records I it
the fame and the stardom, makin my mark on harlem like poe did
I said, here's your notice
But you probably already know
I don't mean to be greedy, but turn on tv
Or pick up cd, p.d.

[g.
This is
always grab that mic and salt like they really gon' do some'
What's wrong you son?
Oh you got a new gun, do you how to use one?
you livin an illusion, livin in a used one
While I'm in the limited,
You ain't really got a son
You givin amusement, fuck what your comic views meant
Youse a
I've doin this since this pro-ked
breads with the cokeheads
Been down, still I get around like a nigga with legs on a moped
I said; I'm a "top gun" gossett
Run and get your cd and
Gossip, lotta got lip
But they ain't got hot yet 'til got dep

Why lie like that? know they ain't fly like that
get fried like that
And you don't die like that
Have your momma like that
all that, I'm in to get it fryin like that
Still on the block and move pies like
Never my dealt with guys that rap
In fact, I leave a nigga with his 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 don't games, get on the stand, and say names
All we do is cock back, and planes
Give a fuck if nigga hustle or
Nigga try to use muscle and fang fang

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

[p.
We'll stop..
never stop..
One of the greatest teams that lived..
It's in our blood..
We gotta be born way..
Bad boy