Luyện nghe bài hát We Gon' Make It

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

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

I'm it in the South, sleep good in the West
Know a chick from Watts with 'Bad Boy' tatted on her
I done been and did it
Ten years without gettin' sweat my Yankee fitted

Raw, I showed you ice
You know who Jacob was, so I showed you twice
it was 'All About the Benjamins', I had two bezels on my arm
Like a Don's supposed to,

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 heard a rumor that things changin'
But knows that we gon' make it

I'm the of all kings, I abide by no rules
And do what I do by any
Call him necessary, the visionary
Born extraordinary, a life

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

I spend absurd money, bird money
Bill 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
is life when you black, rich and dangerous
I'm with God, I'ma live on
Bad Boy for life, bitch, does it better

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

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