Luyện nghe bài hát The Saga Continues...

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

[p.
Yeah can you me? yeah
There's certain things in that you can stop
And there's things 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 little
What you have is a
Bout the of the hats in the back of my porsche and
So you use caution, knowin I'm the boss and
I'm on pyramids, flossin
I don't gotta talk son
I can get lost and sit back off endorsements
I'm a pro, kid
Why you actin like you don't really know,
Any I broke it
Through the fame and the stardom, my mark on harlem like poe did
I said, here's your eviction
But you probably already this
I don't mean to be greedy, but turn on tv
Or up your cd, p.d.

[g.
This is
Niggaz grab that mic and salt like they really gon' do some'
What's wrong with you
Oh you got a new gun, do you know how to use
Then you an illusion, livin in a used one
I'm in the limited, cruisin
You ain't got a crew son
You givin them amusement, fuck what your comic meant
a smokehead
I've been doin since this pro-ked
Broke breads the cokeheads
Been down, still I get around like a nigga broke legs on a moped
I said; I'm a "top gun" like
Run and get cd and cass-ette
Gossip, lotta got lip
But they ain't got hot yet they got dep

Why niggaz lie like that? know they ain't fly like
Niggaz get fried like
And you don't wanna die like
Have your momma cryin that
Besides all that, I'm in to get it fryin that
Still on the and move pies like that
Never my dealt with 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
Body get up, and then sewed up
Every nigga I fucked with, niggaz is up
We don't games, get on the stand, and say names
All we do is cock back, and spray
Give a fuck if hustle or gangbang
Nigga try to use they muscle and fang

[black
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 before, with the likes of an outlaw
Predicate assassin,
shit, rig scope, focus it
Give what they 'posed to get (shit)
Oppose the clique, I send close to six
Hoodfellaz, that'll come your shit
stay with the frozen wrists
Now the smoke colored big benz the top broke off
Fix face, we back on the paper chase
Never left, so I gotta take your place
Fuck the bogus niggaz that ain't notice
The breadwinner, three-six-five I focused nigga

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