Luyện nghe bài hát We Gon' Make It

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

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

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

1990 Raw, I you ice
You ain't know who Jacob was, so I showed you
When it was 'All the Benjamins', I had two bezels on my arm
Like a Don's to, Sean

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

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

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

I get drunk for stress relief
Other I put 'Life After Death' on and peep
We ride, what's a door Bentley Coupe
Without my nigga on the passenger

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 but now I'm re-energized

The and times of a mastermind
Dedicate every 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 good to see the sun in the
I'm got a feelin' the people are talkin'
I heard a 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 life

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

I spend absurd money, bird money
That Bill Gates, Donald Trump, Bloomberg
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 you black, rich and dangerous
I'm with God, live on forever
Bad Boy for life, bitch, does it better

Do seem my future's 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 Lord knows that we gon' it

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