Luyện nghe bài hát We Gon' Make It

Baby, this is last dance, you know how you do it
There's no like you
And there'll never be another nigga you
Put your foot on these necks
Do it to 'em, daddy, do it to 'em

As my Daytons spin, sittin' low
Hittin' corners so hard, you can my rims
Hard top, six-four, I'm Diddy, no
I hide in New York City

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

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

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

Do like my future's here now
It good to see the sun in the mornin'
I'm got a feelin' that the people are
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

Sometimes I get drunk for stress
Other times I put 'Life After Death' on and
We ride, what's a four Bentley Coupe
Without my nigga on the passenger

And still, I try to get money, fly
Finish the race, my crown high
I fly next to God, my on the prize
Been a long time but now I'm re-energized

The life and of a mastermind
every breath 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 good to see the sun in the mornin'
I'm got a feelin' that the people are
I a rumor that things ain't changin'
But Lord knows that we gon' it

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

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

I spend absurd money, private money
That Gates, Donald Trump, Bloomberg money
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 angel
This is life when you black, rich and
I'm with God, live on forever
Bad Boy for life, bitch, does it better

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

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