Luyện nghe bài hát PE 2000

Hey yo Puff, this out pa
I'm tired of niggas hating on a
Let's take it to the next millennium on bitches
You got to keep 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 he nice, he knows he's nice
You public enemy one right now
But fuck that there shit, spit that ghetto, shit

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

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

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

On the spot, red dots 'em all believe
nobody kicking the rhymes like these
See I do the that they can't achieve
So start bassin' 'n' I'll start pacing

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

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

Let me ask you, what you got me?
Is it my girl or is it the
Is it my house or its all three?
I came 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 run?
You think it's a game you fucked the wrong one

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

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

Hate shot callers, hate ballers
in control, now I call orders
It's no fun fleeing 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 and break my empire
I spit lines, hit rhymes, keep dimes
them the juice that they're not gettin'

A bona fide playa, now who got the
A non stop, rhythm rock, sayer
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 then say die
I take what I find, put a beat to rhyme
Thought it was over but I crept from

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

Soldiers in position all on the line
Don't make a move 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
niggas is walkin' around like little bitches
Talkin' about what you got and they ain't got

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

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

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