Luyện nghe bài hát The Saga Continues...

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

[p.
Yeah can you me? yeah
There's things in life that you can stop
And there's certain things in life that be stopped
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
the size of the hats in the back of my porsche and
So you use caution, knowin I'm the boss and
I'm sittin on pyramids,
I don't really talk son
I can get lost and sit back livin off
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 already know 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'
wrong with you son?
Oh you got a new gun, do you know how to use
Then you livin an illusion, in a used one
I'm in the limited, cruisin
You really got a crew son
You givin them amusement, fuck what comic views meant
Youse a
I've been doin since this pro-ked
Broke breads the cokeheads
Been down, still I get around a nigga with broke legs on a moped
I said; I'm a "top gun" gossett
Run and get your cd and
Gossip, niggaz got lip
But they ain't got hot yet they got dep

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

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

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