Luyện nghe bài hát The Saga Continues...

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

[p.
Yeah can you me? yeah
There's certain things in that you can stop
And there's certain things in 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
Bout the size of the hats in the back of my and
So you better use caution, I'm the boss and
I'm sittin on pyramids,
I don't gotta talk son
I can get lost and sit livin off endorsements
I'm a pro, kid
Why you actin you don't really know, kid?
Any records I it
Through the and the stardom, makin my mark on harlem like poe did
I said, here's eviction notice
But you probably already this
I mean to be greedy, but turn on your tv
Or pick up cd, p.d.

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

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

rob]
Keep frontin, i'ma put a crease in jaw
catch 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,
Open shit, rig scope, it
Give what they 'posed to get (shit)
Oppose the clique, I send five to six
Hoodfellaz, that'll close your shit
Niggaz with the frozen wrists
Now the colored big benz with the top broke off
Fix your face, we back on the paper
Never left, so I gotta take your place
the fake bogus niggaz that ain't notice
The breadwinner, three-six-five I focused nigga

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