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 life that you can
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 little fortune?
you have is a portion
Bout the size of the hats in the back of my and
So you use caution, knowin I'm the boss and
I'm sittin on pyramids,
I don't really gotta son
I can get lost and sit back livin off
I'm a pro, kid
Why you like you don't really know, kid?
Any I broke it
Through the fame and the stardom, my mark 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.
This is
Niggaz always grab that mic and salt they 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
While I'm in the limited,
You really got a crew son
You givin amusement, fuck what your comic views meant
a smokehead
I've been doin this since this
Broke with the cokeheads
Been down, still I get around like a nigga broke legs on a moped
I said; I'm a "top gun" gossett
Run and get cd and cass-ette
Gossip, niggaz got lip
But they ain't got hot yet 'til got dep

Why niggaz lie like that? 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 fryin that
Still on the block and pies like that
Never my life dealt guys that rap
In fact, I leave a with his eyes all sad
up, y'all niggaz better hold up
Any nigga roll up, could get fold up
Body get ripped up, and then up
Every nigga I with, niggaz is growed up
We play 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 they muscle and fang

rob]
Keep frontin, i'ma put a crease in jaw
Might catch me 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 'posed to get (shit)
Oppose the clique, I send close to six
Hoodfellaz, come close your shit
Niggaz stay with the wrists
Now the smoke colored big benz the top broke off
Fix face, we back on the paper chase
Never left, so I ain't gotta your place
Fuck the bogus niggaz that ain't notice
The breadwinner, three-six-five I stay nigga

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