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 there'll never be another like you
Put your foot on motherfuckers' necks
Do it to 'em, daddy, do it to 'em

As my Daytons spin, sittin' low
corners 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 Boy' tatted on her breast
I done been and did it
Ten without gettin' sweat inside my Yankee fitted

1990 Raw, I you ice
You ain't know who 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 loafers
And switch to All Stars losin' focus
These rap hopeless, you can change the locks
But shine 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 knows that we gon' make it

me who shot Big
And take the out of 2Pac's ribs
If I could, I reverse 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 times I put 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
the race, holdin' my crown high
I fly to God, my eyes on the prize
Been a long time but now I'm re-energized

The life and 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 seem like my here 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 I do by any means
him necessary, the great 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 deep in my heart, is 'No Way Out II'

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

I'm seein' visions like I did a bag of dust
This is life when you black, rich and
I'm with God, I'ma live on
Bad Boy for life, bitch, nobody it better

Do seem my future's 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 changin'
But knows that we gon' make it

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