Luyện nghe bài hát PE 2000

Hey yo Puff, check out pa
I'm of niggas hating on a muthafucka
Let's take it to the next on these bitches
You got to bubblin' on 'em
Platinum on 'em, fuck these niggas

Hey yo, I bumped these cat an' they was like
"Yeah, up wit that nigga Puff he swear he nice"
I said yo, the brother don't swear he nice, he knows he's
You enemy number one right now
But fuck that there shit, that hydro ghetto, shit

That's that shit right here, shall I fear
Throw guns in the air
Socialize, get down, let soul lead the way
'Cause I'm that enemy that you see

But you wanna be, you ain't to me
Playa, it ain't for you to get to me
Playa, my real dogs they'll for me
So if you want mine, you gots to have the heart

seen 'em, come and I've seen 'em part
If you want beef then why did you start?
Front the light catch shots after dark
Suffer, or you'll catch these

On the spot, red make 'em all believe
Ain't nobody kicking the like these
See I do the things that they can't
So don't bassin' 'n' I'll start pacing

on that you'll be disgracing
More than the sun
I'm on the run
I'm public enemy number one

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 or maybe its all three?
I just came up and you're all me

Now ask yourself, why is he one?
Now ask yourself, done what he's done?
Then ask yourself, fit for the long run?
You think a game 'cause you fucked the wrong one

Always with God and I don't solo
Never back down I gotta throw dolo
Wanna see me out, but I just won't go
Pretty young things wanna have my

One in the room on the wall
In remembrance that I 'em all
Got no time for those that small
Grill me in the 'cause they can't ball

Hate callers, hate them ballers
Back in control, now I orders
It's no fun under the gun
'Cause they got me public enemy, one

One, one, one, one
One, one, one
One, one, one

All you suckers, liars, testifiers
Wanna infiltrate and break my
I lines, hit rhymes, keep dimes sweating
Giving the juice that they're not gettin'

A bona fide playa, now who got the
A non stop, rock, poetry sayer
I'm the life saver, the New York
Before you try me, you better say prayers

My word to the is, "Do not cry"
Do you know that I'm gone then say die
I take what I find, put a to they rhyme
Thought it was but I crept from behind

try to stop me from speaking my mind
Almost and running out of time
Almost to the when I wanna bust nines
A lot of strange faces, I can only trust

Soldiers in position all on the front
Don't make a move I give them the sign
Known as the poetical, lyrical, son
Because I'm public number one

One, one, one, one
One, one, one
One, one, one

Yeah yeah, right Puff, that's what I'm talkin' about love
Sparklin' and glistenin' on motherfuckers
These niggas is around like little bitches
Talkin' about you got and what they ain't got

They got a jealous and wanna bring you down
But fuck that, they just mad 'cause you got all the
And you pushin' them Bentleys, not Mercedes,
You And that's just the way the story goes

And that's the way the story goes
you niggas and hoes

You think I'ma come far
And let you niggas me now?
that, number one, number one, number one
B I G forever, on