Luyện nghe bài hát Everything I Love

The world at my
Gold molded with Jesus features
streets the fever
From the way I spit the

on the scene at 19, a gritty fiefa
For money, power, respect, get it by any
A New Yorker, talker, walk like a brick flipper
Decimal doctor, to get richer

I'm a entrepreneur, I'm the heart of the
I'm a of the sewers, I'm the honorable Diddy
I the dirt in my sweat, that's from the Harlem struggle
All in my swagger, that's the why I got my hustle

I got the highest stature, Miami flasher
I got you caught in the most flyest and stylish
My signature next to Wallace, get it honest
My first album through to him, that was my project

Now I'm the illest to walk like the illest soldier
And when I smoke, only roll up the illest doja
You sit and it over my venom, a killer cobra
Harlem, U.S.A., I diddy bop and shop with Oprah

Nigga,
my voice I'm killin' 'em
I shed my
About I love

Am still a eye blacker, open handed, the palm smacker
Goods strapper, cat stacker, good packer
Tear up the Dom P wrappers
Platinum Patron splasher, fuck Cris, atcha

I call it rich laughter
Black American Express all gray now
It's up from constant usage
kidnapper, pop tags off tags

Poppa makin' music
And still I Nostra
Big roaster, cola
Girl, when I send for ya, friends, wontcha?

I'm from the '80s, N.Y.C., 5 percent of
Breeze through with that old school blue
glowin', ho-in', fly off in a Boeing
Slide off with your ho and spend six on her

My persona, Sean John, unforgivable
Coppin' the diamonds, makes me sorta bi-polar
Ferrari to Phantom, vehicles for rollers
The studded chain around my neck, it makes the colder

Nigga,
my voice I'm killin' 'em
I shed my
About everything I

The Crypt keeper, Mets hat rocker
bitch slobber, Ex-robber, heister, my own life biographer
Pants saggin', whippin', Summer Jam stopper
Tim Chuck wearin', Cranapple vodka, I spray choppers

A in the jungles of Haiti made me
Draped in paisley bandannas, suits with Adam
Cigar like Dick Tracy, dark, I get spacey
and laced weed, that was part of my '80s

The Cartier conciergeries be me
Canary yellow cuts in my yearly
Liz Taylor to juxt me
'Coz I keep it like the other side of Bill Bixby

When he gets
Think fast before I blast hoes Like
Went from scraggly old
To the illest fashion and rappin'

Pablo back on the scene, won't back up with green
Strictly cruisin' through the strip in Vegas
Two of New York's biggest, niggaz, y'all to hate us
But now you love us, Nas and Diddy, hustlers

Nigga,
From my I'm killin' 'em
I my blood
About everything I

It's on I love, man
It's on I love
It's on I love, man