Luyện nghe bài hát We Gon' Make It

Baby, is your last dance, you know how you do it
There's no nigga you
And there'll never be another nigga 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
Hard top, six-four, I'm Diddy, no
I can't hide in New City

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

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

Ride a chauffeur in Gucci loafers
And switch to All Stars losin' focus
rap niggaz hopeless, you can change the locks
But I'ma shine for niggaz ain't know Big

Do seem like my here now
It feels 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

Tell me who Big
And the bullets out of 2Pac's 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 for stress relief
Other times I put 'Life After on and peep
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
away a long time but now I'm re-energized

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

Do seem my future's here now
It feels 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 Lord knows we gon' make it

I'm the king of all kings, I by no rules
And do I do by any means
Call him necessary, the visionary
extraordinary, a life legendary

Who else put flows out that put out?
the cold 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 absurd money, bird money
That Bill Gates, Trump, Bloomberg money
Old habits die hard, the Vanguard Award
New torch gripper, O.G. of the floss, nigga

I'm seein' like I did a bag of angel dust
This is life when you black, and dangerous
I'm with God, I'ma on forever
Bad Boy for life, bitch, nobody does it

Do seem my future's here now
It good to see the sun in the mornin'
I'm got a feelin' that the people are
I heard a rumor that things changin'
But Lord knows that we gon' it

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