Luyện nghe bài hát We Gon' Make It

Baby, this is your dance, you know how you do it
no nigga like 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
corners so hard, you can taste my rims
Hard top, six-four, I'm Diddy, no
I hide in New York City

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

1990 Raw, I 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 supposed to, Sean

with a chauffeur in Gucci loafers
And to All Stars without losin' focus
These rap hopeless, you can change the locks
But I'ma shine for niggaz that know Big

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

me who shot Big
And take the bullets out of 2Pac's
If I could, I would reverse the car, reverse the
Put it all in a pot and boil it on a D Dot

Sometimes I get for stress relief
Other times I put 'Life After Death' on and
We ride, what's a four door Coupe
Without my nigga on the side?

And still, I try to get money, fly
Finish the race, holdin' my crown
I fly next to God, my eyes on the
Been a long time but now I'm re-energized

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

I'm the king of all kings, I abide by no
And do what I do by any
him necessary, the great visionary
Born extraordinary, a legendary

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

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

I'm seein' visions like I did a bag of angel
This is life when you black, rich and
I'm with God, I'ma live on
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 Lord knows that we gon' it

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