Luyện nghe bài hát The Saga Continues

{"Sirius" by Parsons Project plays in the background..
better known to as "Introducing your Chicago Bulls" music}

[P.
Yeah can you me? Yeah
There's certain in life that you can stop
and there's certain in life that can't be stopped
go..

"And now.. for your.. Bad Bad Boys..
at guard.."

[P.
Y'all still talkin?
Oh you got a little name little fame fortune?
you have is a portion
Bout the size of the hats in the back of my and
So you better use caution, knowin I'm the and
I'm on pyramids, flossin
I don't really 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 I broke it
Through the fame and the stardom, makin my mark on Harlem Poe did
I said, your eviction notice
But you probably already this
I don't mean to be greedy, but turn on TV
or pick up CD, P.D.

[G.
This is
Niggaz always grab that mic and salt like they really do some'
What's wrong with you
Oh you got a new gun, do you know how to use
Then you livin an illusion, livin in a one
while I'm in the Limited,
You ain't really got a son
You givin them amusement, what your Comic Views meant
a smokehead
I've been doin this this Pro-Ked
Broke with the cokeheads
Been down, still I get around like a with broke legs on a moped
I I'm a "Top Gun" like 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 ain't fly like that
Niggaz get fried that
And you don't wanna die like
Have your momma like that
Besides all that, I'm in to get it fryin like
Still on the block and move like that
Never my life dealt guys that rap
In fact, I a nigga with his eyes all sad
Swoll up, y'all niggaz hold up
Any nigga that roll up, get fold up
get ripped up, and then sewed up
Every I fucked with, niggaz is growed up
We don't games, get on the stand, and say names
All we do is back, and spray planes
a fuck if nigga hustle or gangbang
Nigga try to use they muscle and fang

Rob]
Keep frontin, I'ma put a in your jaw
catch 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 likes of an
Predicate assassin,
shit, rig scope, focus it
Give niggaz what 'posed to get (shit)
the clique, I send five close to six
Hoodfellaz, come close your shit
Niggaz stay with the frozen
Now the colored big Benz with the top broke off
Fix your face, we back on the paper
Never left, so I ain't gotta take your
Fuck the bogus niggaz that ain't notice
the breadwinner, three-six-five I focused nigga

[P.
never stop..
We'll stop..
One of the greatest that ever lived..
It's in our blood..
We gotta be this way..
Bad Boy