Luyện nghe bài hát PE 2000

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

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

That's that right here, whom shall I fear
Throw guns in the air
Socialize, get down, let your lead the way
'Cause I'm that that you can't see

But you be, you ain't shit to me
Playa, it hard for you to get to me
Playa, my real dogs spit for me
So if you want what's mine, you gots to have the

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

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

Bets on that 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 or is it the Bentley?
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, who's done what done?
Then ask yourself, you're fit for the long
You think it's a game 'cause you the wrong one

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

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

shot callers, hate them ballers
Back in control, now I call
no fun fleeing 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 spit lines, hit rhymes, keep sweating
Giving them the juice they're not gettin'

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You think come this far
And let you stop me now?
Picture that, number one, one, number one
B I G forever, on