Luyện nghe bài hát PE 2000

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

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

That's that shit right here, shall I fear
Throw your in the air
Socialize, get down, let your lead the way
'Cause I'm that enemy that you see

But you be, you ain't shit to me
Playa, it hard for you to get to me
Playa, my dogs they'll spit for me
So if you want mine, you gots to have the heart

I've 'em, come and I've seen 'em part
If you ain't want beef then why did you
Front from the light shots after dark
Suffer, duck or you'll catch

On the spot, red make 'em all believe
Ain't kicking the rhymes like these
See I do the things that they achieve
So don't start bassin' 'n' start pacing

Bets on you'll be disgracing
hotter than the sun
I'm on the run
Because I'm enemy number one

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

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

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

Always with God and I don't swing
Never back down I gotta throw dolo
see me out, but I just won't go though
Pretty young things wanna have my

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

Hate callers, hate them ballers
Back in control, now I call
no fun fleeing under the gun
'Cause 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 lines, hit rhymes, keep dimes sweating
Giving the juice that they're not gettin'

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

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

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

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

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

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

They got a little and wanna bring you down
But fuck that, they just mad you got all the ladies
And you pushin' them Bentleys, not Mercedes,
You And that's just the way the story goes

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

You I'ma come this far
And let you niggas me now?
Picture that, number one, number one, one
B I G forever, on