Luyện nghe bài hát PE 2000

Hey yo Puff, this out pa
I'm tired of niggas on a muthafucka
Let's take it to the millennium on these bitches
You got to keep on 'em
Platinum doublin' on 'em, fuck these

Hey yo, I bumped into these cat an' was like
"Yeah, what up wit that nigga he swear he nice"
I said yo, the don't swear he nice, he knows he's nice
You public number one right now
But that there shit, spit that hydro ghetto, shit

That's shit right here, whom shall I fear
Throw your in the air
Socialize, get down, let your lead the way
I'm that enemy that you can't see

But you wanna be, you shit to me
Playa, it ain't for you to get to me
Playa, my real dogs they'll for me
So if you what's mine, you gots to have the heart

I've seen 'em, come and I've 'em part
If you want beef then why did you start?
Front from the light catch after dark
Suffer, duck or you'll catch

On the spot, red make 'em all believe
Ain't nobody kicking the rhymes like
See I do the things that they achieve
So don't start bassin' 'n' I'll start

on that you'll be disgracing
More than the sun
I'm on the run
Because I'm public number one

One, one, one, one
One, one, one
One, one, one

Let me ask you, you got against me?
Is it my girl or is it the
Is it my house or maybe its all
I just up and you're all against me

Now ask yourself, why is he one?
Now ask yourself, who's what he's done?
Then ask yourself, you're fit for the long
You it's a game 'cause you fucked the wrong one

with God and I don't swing solo
Never back when I gotta throw dolo
Wanna see me out, but I won't go though
Pretty young things wanna my photo

One in the room hangin' on the
In remembrance I rocked 'em all
Got no time for those think small
Grill me in the 'cause they can't ball

Hate shot callers, hate them
in control, now I call orders
It's no fun under the gun
they got me public enemy, number one

One, one, one, one
One, one, one
One, one, one

All you suckers, liars, testifiers
infiltrate and break my empire
I spit lines, hit rhymes, dimes sweating
Giving them the juice they're not gettin'

A bona fide playa, now who got the
A non stop, rock, poetry sayer
I'm the life saver, the New York
Before you try me, you say your prayers

My word to the is, "Do not cry"
Do you know that I'm gone say don't die
I take what I find, put a to they rhyme
it was over but I crept from behind

Wanna try to stop me speaking my mind
2000 and running out of time
Almost to the point I wanna bust nines
A lot of faces, I can only trust mine

Soldiers in position all on the line
Don't make a move till I them the sign
Known as the poetical, lyrical, son
I'm public enemy number one

One, one, one, one
One, one, one
One, one, one

Yeah yeah, that's right Puff, what I'm talkin' about love
and glistenin' on these motherfuckers
These niggas is around like little bitches
about what you got and what they ain't got

They got a little jealous and wanna bring you
But fuck that, they just mad 'cause you got all the
And you them Bentleys, not Mercedes, Bentleys
You know? And that's just the way the goes

And that's just the way the story
Fuck you and hoes

You think come this far
And let you stop me now?
that, number one, number one, number one
B I G forever, on