Luyện nghe bài hát The Saga Continues...

{"sirius" by parsons project plays in the background..
known to some 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.
Y'all niggaz talkin?
Oh you got a name little fame little fortune?
What you is a portion
Bout the size of the hats in the of my porsche and
So you better use caution, knowin I'm the and
I'm sittin on pyramids,
I don't really talk son
I can get lost and sit back off endorsements
I'm a pro, kid
Why you actin like you really know, kid?
Any records I it
Through the fame and the stardom, makin my on harlem like poe did
I said, here's your notice
But you already know this
I mean to be greedy, but turn on your tv
Or pick up cd, p.d.

[g.
is gruesome
Niggaz always grab mic and salt like they really gon' do some'
What's wrong with you
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 really got a crew son
You givin them amusement, fuck what your views meant
a smokehead
I've been doin this since pro-ked
Broke with the cokeheads
Been down, still I get around like a nigga with broke on a moped
I I'm a "top gun" like gossett
Run and get your cd and
Gossip, lotta got lip
But they ain't got hot yet 'til got dep

Why niggaz lie like that? they ain't fly like that
Niggaz get fried like
And you don't wanna die like
Have your momma cryin like
all that, I'm in to get it fryin like that
Still on the block and move like that
my life dealt with guys that rap
In fact, I leave a with his eyes all sad
Swoll up, y'all niggaz hold up
Any that roll up, could get fold up
Body get ripped up, and then up
Every nigga I with, niggaz is growed up
We don't play games, get on the stand, and say
All we do is back, and spray planes
Give a if nigga hustle or gangbang
Nigga try to use they muscle and fang

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

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