Luyện nghe bài hát We Gon' Make It

Baby, this is last dance, you know how you do it
no nigga 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 taste my
top, six-four, I'm Diddy, no tint
I can't hide in New City

I'm 'bout it in the South, sleep in the West
Know a chick from Watts with 'Bad Boy' on her breast
I been there and did it
Ten without gettin' sweat inside my Yankee fitted

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

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

Do seem my future's here now
It feels to see the sun in the mornin'
I'm got a feelin' that the are talkin'
I heard a that things ain't changin'
But Lord that 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 boil it on a D Dot

I get drunk for stress relief
Other times I put 'Life After Death' on and
We ride, what's a four door Bentley
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 eyes on the
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 dump my ashes N.Y.

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

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

Who else put flows out that put out?
the cold weather, short 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, 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 dust
This is life when you black, and dangerous
I'm with God, I'ma on forever
Bad Boy for life, bitch, nobody does it

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 a rumor that things ain't changin'
But knows that we gon' make it

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