Luyện nghe bài hát We Gon' Make It

Baby, this is your dance, you know how you do it
There's no nigga you
And never be another nigga like you
Put foot on these motherfuckers' necks
Do it to 'em, daddy, do it to 'em

As my spin, lowrider sittin' low
Hittin' corners so hard, you can my rims
top, six-four, I'm Diddy, no tint
I can't in New York City

I'm 'bout it in the South, sleep good in the
Know a chick from Watts with 'Bad tatted on her breast
I done there and did it
Ten years without gettin' sweat inside my Yankee

Raw, I showed you ice
You ain't who Jacob was, so I showed you twice
When it was 'All the Benjamins', I had two bezels on my arm
Like a Don's to, Sean

Ride with a chauffeur in loafers
And to All Stars without losin' focus
rap niggaz hopeless, you can change the locks
But I'ma shine for niggaz that ain't Big

Do like my future's here now
It good to see the sun in the mornin'
I'm got a that the people are talkin'
I a rumor that things ain't changin'
But Lord knows we gon' make it

Tell me who Big
And take the bullets out of ribs
If I could, I would reverse the car, reverse the
Put it all in a pot and it on a D Dot beat

Sometimes I get drunk for stress
Other I put 'Life After Death' on and peep
We ride, what's a four door Bentley
my nigga on the passenger side?

And still, I try to get money, fly
Finish the race, my crown high
I fly next to God, my on the prize
Been away a long time but now I'm

The and times of a mastermind
every breath to claim my designs, mine
And the day I die, let a G4 fly
And dump my over N.Y.

Do seem like my future's now
It good to see the sun in the mornin'
I'm got a that the people are talkin'
I heard a that things ain't changin'
But knows that we gon' make it

I'm the king of all kings, I abide by no
And do I do by any means
Call him necessary, the great
Born extraordinary, a life

Who put flows out that put clothes out?
the cold weather, short sleeves with my toes out
Nine-six, Big me what to do
But in my heart, this is 'No Way Out II'

I spend money, private bird money
That Gates, Donald Trump, Bloomberg money
Old habits die hard, the Vanguard Award
New York gripper, O.G. of the floss, nigga

I'm seein' visions like I did a bag of dust
This is life you black, rich and dangerous
I'm with God, I'ma on forever
Bad Boy for life, bitch, does it better

Do like my future's here now
It good to see the sun in the mornin'
I'm got a feelin' that the are talkin'
I heard a rumor things ain't changin'
But knows that we gon' make it

So there have it
Words from a great king
We love it you speak the truth, daddy
ever stop, please, don't ever stop