Luyện nghe bài hát P.e. 2000

A yo Puff this out I'm tired of fuckin' dictating on these
mutherfuckers lets take it to the next on these niggas
you got to keep bubblin' on em platinum doublin' on em
these niggas A yo I bumped into these cat an' they was
"Yeah what up wit nigga Puff he swear he nice " I said yo
he don't swear he nice he he nice.
You Public number one right now fuck that dash spit
that shit,

(Puffy)
go,
thats beat right here
who I fear
throw your in the air
socialise, get down, let your lead the way
cause i'm enemy that you can't see
who you wanna be, you shit to me
It hard for you to get to me
playa, my own dogs, spit fo me
so if you want whats mine, you to have the heart
I've seen em come and seen em part
If you ain't want beef then why did you
from the light catch shots after dark
suffer duck or you'll these
on the spot, red dots em all believe
ain't nobody the rhymes like these
see I do the that they can't achieve
so start bassin' an' i'll start pacing
bets on that be discracing
hotter than the sun,
I'm on the run
because i'm Public number one

Chorus (singing with scratching in the background)

one, one, one one,
one, one, one
one, one, one

let me ask you, you got against me?
is it my or is it the Bentley?
is it my house? or its all three
I just came up and all against me
now ask yourself, why is he number
now ask yourself, who's done what done
then ask yourself, you're of the long run
you think its a game you fucked the wrong one
always God and I don't swing solo,
never back down when I got a throw
wanna see me out, but I just won't go
pretty young thing have my photo
one in the room hangin' on the
in rememberance that I them all
got no time for those think small
grill me in the club cause can't ball
hate callers,
them ballers,
back in now I call orders
no fun fleeing under the gun,
because they got me Public Enemy one

All you suckers, liars,
at the fires,
wanna infiltrate and my empire
I spit lines, hit rhymes, dimes sweating
giving them the juice thast their not
a playa, now who got the flavour
a non-stop, rhythm rock sayer
I'm the life saver, the New york
before you try me, you better say prayers
my to the wise is "Do not cry,"
you that i'm gone then say don't die
I take I find, put a beat to they rhyme
it was over but I crept from behind,
wanna try to stop me from speaking my
almost and running out of time
almost to the when I wanna bust nines
a lot of faces, I can only trust mine
soldiers in positions, all on the line
don't make a move till I them the sign
as the poetical, lyrical miracle son
because i'm Public number one

Yeah yeah, thats Puff, Thats what i'm talking about love,
sparklin' and glisten on thes mutherfuckers, these talkin'
foul like, talking about what you got and what ain't got,
they wanna you down.

(beat fades)