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 spin, lowrider sittin' low
Hittin' corners so hard, you can taste my
top, six-four, I'm Diddy, no tint
I hide in New York City

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

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

Ride with a in Gucci loafers
And switch to All without losin' focus
These rap niggaz hopeless, you can change the
But I'ma shine for niggaz that know Big

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

me who shot Big
And take the bullets out of ribs
If I could, I would reverse the car, reverse the
Put it all in a pot and it on a D Dot beat

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

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

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 ashes N.Y.

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

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

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

I absurd money, private bird money
That Bill Gates, Donald Trump, Bloomberg
Old die hard, the Vanguard Award winner
New York gripper, O.G. of the floss, nigga

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

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

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