Luyện nghe bài hát PE 2000

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

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

That's that shit here, whom shall I fear
Throw your in the air
Socialize, get down, let your lead the way
'Cause I'm that 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 dogs they'll spit for me
So if you want mine, you gots to have the heart

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

On the spot, red dots make 'em all
Ain't nobody the rhymes like these
See I do the things that can't achieve
So start bassin' 'n' I'll start pacing

on that you'll be disgracing
More hotter the sun
I'm on the run
Because I'm public enemy 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 just up and you're all against me

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

with God and I don't swing solo
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 remembrance I rocked 'em all
Got no time for those think small
me in the club 'cause they can't ball

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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