Luyện nghe bài hát PE 2000

Hey yo Puff, this out pa
I'm tired of niggas on a muthafucka
Let's take it to the next millennium on bitches
You got to keep on 'em
Platinum doublin' on 'em, these niggas

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

that shit right here, whom shall I fear
Throw your in the air
Socialize, get down, let your soul the way
'Cause I'm that enemy you can't see

But you wanna be, you shit to me
Playa, it hard for you to get to me
Playa, my dogs they'll spit for me
So if you what's mine, you gots to have the heart

I've seen 'em, and I've seen 'em part
If you ain't want beef why did you start?
Front the light catch shots after dark
Suffer, duck or you'll these

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

Bets on that be disgracing
More hotter the sun
I'm on the run
Because I'm public 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 house or its all three?
I just up and you're all against me

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

Always God and I don't swing solo
back down when I gotta throw dolo
Wanna see me out, but I just go though
Pretty young things wanna have my

One in the room on the wall
In remembrance I rocked 'em all
Got no time for those that small
Grill me in the club 'cause they ball

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

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

All you suckers, liars, court
Wanna and break my empire
I spit lines, hit rhymes, dimes sweating
Giving them the juice they're not gettin'

A bona playa, now who got the flavor
A non stop, rhythm rock, 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 say don't die
I what I find, put a beat to they rhyme
Thought it was over but I crept from

try to stop me from speaking my mind
Almost 2000 and running out of
Almost to the point when I wanna bust
A lot of strange faces, I can trust mine

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

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

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

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

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

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