Luyện nghe bài hát PE 2000

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

Hey yo, I bumped into cat an' they was like
"Yeah, what up wit that Puff he swear he nice"
I said yo, the brother swear he nice, he knows he's nice
You enemy number one right now
But fuck that there shit, spit that hydro ghetto,

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

But you be, you ain't shit to me
Playa, it ain't 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 seen 'em part
If you ain't want beef why did you start?
Front from the light shots after dark
Suffer, duck or you'll catch

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

on that you'll be disgracing
More hotter 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 maybe its all
I just up and you're all against me

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

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

One in the room hangin' on the
In remembrance I rocked 'em all
Got no for those that think small
Grill me in the 'cause 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, court
Wanna infiltrate and my empire
I spit lines, hit rhymes, keep dimes
Giving them the juice that they're not

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

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

Wanna try to stop me 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 all on the front line
Don't make a move till I give the sign
Known as the poetical, lyrical, son
I'm public enemy number one

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

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

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

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

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