Luyện nghe bài hát We Gon' Make It

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

As my Daytons spin, lowrider 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 'bout it in the South, good in the West
Know a from Watts with 'Bad Boy' tatted on her breast
I done there and did it
Ten years without gettin' sweat inside my Yankee

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

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

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

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

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

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

The life and 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 good to see the sun in the mornin'
I'm got a feelin' the people are talkin'
I a rumor that things ain't changin'
But Lord knows we gon' make it

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

Who else put flows out 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 absurd money, private bird money
That Bill Gates, Donald Trump, money
Old habits die hard, the Vanguard winner
New York torch gripper, O.G. of the floss,

I'm seein' visions like I did a bag of dust
This is life you black, rich and dangerous
I'm with God, I'ma on forever
Bad Boy for life, bitch, does it better

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

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