Luyện nghe bài hát We Gon' Make It

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

As my Daytons spin, sittin' low
Hittin' corners so hard, you can taste my
top, six-four, I'm Diddy, no tint
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 tatted on her breast
I done been and did it
Ten years without gettin' inside my Yankee fitted

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

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

Do seem like my here now
It good to see the sun in the mornin'
I'm got a feelin' that the are talkin'
I heard a rumor that things ain't
But Lord knows 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

Sometimes I get drunk for stress
Other times I put 'Life After on and peep
We ride, what's a four door Coupe
my nigga on the passenger side?

And still, I try to get money, fly
Finish the race, holdin' my crown
I fly to God, my eyes 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 ashes N.Y.

Do like 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 things ain't 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 great
extraordinary, a life legendary

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

I absurd money, private bird money
That 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
This is life when you black, and dangerous
I'm with God, I'ma on forever
Bad Boy for life, bitch, nobody it better

Do seem like my future's 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 that we gon' make it

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