Luyện nghe bài hát We Gon' Make It

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

As my Daytons spin, sittin' 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 it in the South, sleep good in the West
Know a chick from Watts with 'Bad Boy' on her breast
I done there and did it
Ten years without gettin' sweat inside my Yankee

Raw, I showed you ice
You know 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

Ride with a chauffeur in Gucci
And switch to All Stars without focus
These rap niggaz hopeless, you can the locks
But I'ma for niggaz that ain't know Big

Do seem like my future's now
It feels to see the sun in the mornin'
I'm got a feelin' that the people are
I heard a rumor that ain't changin'
But Lord knows that we make it

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

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

And still, I try to get money, fly
the race, holdin' my crown high
I fly to God, my eyes on the prize
Been away a time 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 ashes N.Y.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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