Luyện nghe bài hát We Gon' Make It

Baby, is your last dance, you know how you do it
There's no like you
And never be another nigga like you
Put your foot on 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 hide in New York City

I'm it in the South, sleep 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 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 chauffeur in Gucci
And to All Stars without losin' focus
These rap niggaz hopeless, you can the locks
But I'ma for niggaz that ain't know Big

Do seem my future's here now
It good to see the sun in the mornin'
I'm got a feelin' the people are talkin'
I heard a that things 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

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

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

The life and times of a
every breath 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 that things ain't changin'
But Lord knows that we gon' it

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

Who else put out that put clothes out?
Flee the cold weather, short 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 gripper, O.G. of the floss, nigga

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 on forever
Bad Boy for life, bitch, does it better

Do like 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 that we make it

So y'all have it
Words a wise great king
We love it when you speak the truth,
Don't ever stop, please, ever stop