Luyện nghe bài hát The Saga Continues

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

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

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

[P.
Y'all still talkin?
Oh you got a name little fame little fortune?
you have is a portion
Bout the size of the hats in the of my Porsche and
So you use caution, knowin I'm the boss and
I'm on pyramids, flossin
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 records I it
Through the fame and the stardom, makin my mark on 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 up your CD, P.D.

[G.
is gruesome
Niggaz always grab that mic and like they really gon' do some'
wrong with you son?
Oh you got a new gun, do you know how to use
you livin an illusion, livin in a used one
while I'm in the Limited,
You really got a crew son
You givin them amusement, what your Comic Views meant
Youse a
I've doin this since this Pro-Ked
Broke with the cokeheads
Been down, still I get around like a nigga with legs on a moped
I said; I'm a "Top Gun" like
Run and get your CD and
Gossip, lotta got lip
But they got hot yet 'til they got Dep

Why niggaz lie like that? Know they ain't fly that
get fried like that
And you wanna die like that
Have your momma cryin that
all that, I'm in to get it fryin like that
Still on the block and pies like that
my life dealt with guys that rap
In fact, I leave a nigga with his all sad
Swoll up, niggaz better hold up
Any nigga roll up, could get fold up
Body get ripped up, and then up
Every nigga I fucked with, is growed up
We don't games, get on the stand, and say names
All we do is back, and spray planes
Give a fuck if nigga or gangbang
Nigga try to use they muscle and fang

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

[P.
never stop..
We'll stop..
One of the greatest teams that lived..
like in our blood..
We gotta be born way..
Bad Boy