Luyện nghe bài hát We Gon' Make It

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

As my Daytons spin, lowrider low
corners so hard, you can taste my rims
Hard top, six-four, I'm Diddy, no
I can't hide in New City

I'm 'bout it in the South, sleep good in the
Know a chick Watts with 'Bad Boy' tatted 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 showed you
When it was 'All the Benjamins', I had two bezels on my arm
Like a Don's supposed to,

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

Do seem like my future's now
It good to see the sun in the mornin'
I'm got a feelin' that the are talkin'
I heard a rumor that things changin'
But Lord that we gon' make it

Tell me who Big
And the bullets out of 2Pac's ribs
If I could, I reverse the car, reverse the beef
Put it all in a pot and it on a D Dot beat

Sometimes I get drunk for relief
times I put 'Life After Death' on and peep
We ride, what's a four door Coupe
Without my nigga on the side?

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

The life and times of a
Dedicate every to claim my designs, mine
And the day I die, let a G4 fly
And my ashes over N.Y.

Do seem like my future's now
It feels 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 that we gon' make it

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

Who else put flows out put clothes out?
Flee the weather, short 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 bird
That Bill Gates, Donald Trump, money
Old habits die hard, the Vanguard winner
New torch gripper, O.G. of the floss, nigga

I'm seein' visions like I did a bag of dust
This is life when you black, rich and
I'm with God, I'ma live on
Bad Boy for life, bitch, nobody it better

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

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