Luyện nghe bài hát P.e. 2000

A yo Puff check this out I'm tired of fuckin' on these
mutherfuckers lets take it to the millennium on these niggas
you got to keep bubblin' on em doublin' on em fuck
these A yo I bumped into these cat an' they was like
"Yeah what up wit nigga Puff he swear he nice " I said yo
he swear he nice he knows he nice.
You Public number one right now fuck that dash spit
hydro-ghetto shit,

(Puffy)
go,
thats that beat right
who I fear
your hand in the air
socialise, get down, let your lead the way
cause i'm that enemy that you see
who you be, you ain't shit to me
It ain't for you to get to me
playa, my own dogs, they'll fo me
so if you want mine, you gots to have the heart
seen em come and i've seen em part
If you ain't want beef why did you start?
Front from the catch shots after dark
duck or you'll catch these
on the spot, red make em all believe
nobody kicking the rhymes like these
see I do the things that they achieve
so don't start bassin' an' i'll start
on that you'll be discracing
more than the sun,
I'm on the run
because i'm Public number one

(singing with beat 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 girl or is it the
is it my house? or maybe its all
I just came up and all against me
now ask yourself, why is he number
now ask yourself, who's what he's done
then ask yourself, you're of the long run
you think its a game cause you fucked the one
always God and I don't swing solo,
never back when I got a throw dolo
wanna see me out, but I just won't go
pretty young thing have my photo
one in the hangin' on the wall
in rememberance I rocked them all
got no time for those that small
grill me in the club cause they ball
hate callers,
hate ballers,
back in control now I call
it's no fun fleeing the gun,
because they got me Public number 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 not gettin'
a bonafide playa, now who got the
a non-stop, rhythm rock sayer
I'm the saver, the New york mayor
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
thought it was over but I crept behind,
wanna try to stop me from speaking my
almost and running out of time
almost to the point I wanna bust nines
a lot of faces, I can only trust mine
soldiers in positions, all on the front
don't make a till I give them the sign
as the poetical, lyrical miracle son
because i'm Enemy number one

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

(beat fades)