Luyện nghe bài hát We Gon' Make It

Baby, this is last dance, you know how you do it
no nigga like you
And there'll be another nigga like you
Put your foot on these motherfuckers'
Do it to 'em, daddy, do it to 'em

As my spin, lowrider 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 'bout it in the South, good in the West
Know a chick from Watts with 'Bad Boy' on her breast
I been there 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
When it was 'All the Benjamins', I had two bezels on my arm
Like a Don's to, Sean

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

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 rumor that things ain't
But Lord knows that we make it

Tell me who 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 After Death' on and peep
We ride, what's a four Bentley Coupe
my nigga on the passenger side?

And still, I try to get money, fly
Finish the race, holdin' my 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
Dedicate breath to claim my designs, mine
And the day I die, let a G4 fly
And my ashes 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 people are
I a rumor that things ain't changin'
But Lord knows that we make it

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

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

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

I'm seein' visions like I did a bag of angel
This is life when you black, and dangerous
I'm God, I'ma live on forever
Bad Boy for life, bitch, does it better

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

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