Luyện nghe bài hát We Gon' Make It

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

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

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

Raw, I showed you ice
You know 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 supposed to,

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

Do seem like my future's 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 knows that we gon' make it

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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