Luyện nghe bài hát The Saga Continues...

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

[p.
can you hear me? yeah
There's certain things in that you can stop
And there's certain things in life that can't be
go..

"and now.. for your.. bad bad boys..
at guard.."

[p.
niggaz still talkin?
Oh you got a name little fame little fortune?
What you have is a
Bout the size of the in the back of my porsche and
So you better use caution, I'm the boss and
I'm on pyramids, flossin
I really gotta talk son
I can get lost and sit livin off endorsements
I'm a pro, kid
Why you actin like you don't know, kid?
Any records I it
Through the and the stardom, makin my mark on harlem like poe did
I said, your eviction notice
But you probably already this
I don't mean to be greedy, but on your tv
Or pick up cd, p.d.

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

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

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

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