Luyện nghe bài hát The Saga Continues...

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

[p.
can you hear me? yeah
There's certain in life that you can stop
And certain things 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 little
What you is a portion
Bout the size of the in the back of my porsche and
So you better use caution, I'm the boss and
I'm sittin on pyramids,
I really gotta 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 records I it
the fame and the stardom, makin my mark on harlem like poe did
I said, your eviction notice
But you probably know this
I don't mean to be greedy, but on your tv
Or up your cd, p.d.

[g.
is gruesome
Niggaz always grab that mic and salt like they really gon' do
What's with 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 them amusement, fuck what comic views meant
a smokehead
I've been doin this this pro-ked
Broke breads with the
Been down, still I get around a nigga with broke legs on a moped
I said; I'm a "top gun" like
Run and get cd and cass-ette
Gossip, lotta got lip
But they ain't got hot yet they got dep

Why niggaz lie like that? know they ain't fly like
Niggaz get fried like
And you wanna die like that
Have your cryin like that
Besides all that, I'm in to get it fryin like
Still on the block and move pies like
my life dealt with guys that rap
In fact, I leave a nigga with his all sad
Swoll up, y'all better hold up
Any that roll up, could get fold up
Body get ripped up, and 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 spray
Give a if nigga hustle or gangbang
Nigga try to use muscle and fang fang

rob]
Keep frontin, i'ma put a in your jaw
Might me squeezin the four
My I go to war
And if a nigga want the raw you still gotta in the store
Y'all never had a run-in before, with the of an outlaw
assassin, smashin
Open shit, rig scope, it
Give niggaz they 'posed to get (shit)
Oppose the clique, I five close to six
Hoodfellaz, that'll come your shit
Niggaz stay 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 ain't take your place
Fuck the fake bogus niggaz that notice
The breadwinner, I stay focused nigga

[p.
We'll stop..
We'll stop..
One of the greatest teams ever lived..
like in our blood..
We be born this way..
Bad boy