Luyện nghe bài hát P.e. 2000

A yo check this out I'm tired of fuckin' dictating on these
mutherfuckers lets take it to the millennium on these niggas
you got to bubblin' on em platinum doublin' on em fuck
these niggas A yo I bumped into these cat an' they was
"Yeah what up wit nigga Puff he swear he nice " I said yo
he swear he nice he knows he nice.
You Public Enemy number one right now fuck that spit
that shit,

(Puffy)
go,
thats that beat right
who I fear
your hand in the air
socialise, get down, let your soouulll the way
cause i'm that that you can't see
who you wanna be, you ain't to me
It ain't for you to get to me
playa, my own dogs, they'll fo me
so if you whats mine, you gots to have the heart
I've seen em and i've seen em part
If you ain't want beef why did you start?
Front from the light catch shots after
duck or you'll catch these
on the spot, red dots em all believe
ain't nobody kicking the rhymes like
see I do the things that they achieve
so don't start bassin' an' start pacing
on that you'll be discracing
more hotter the sun,
I'm on the run
because i'm Public number one

Chorus (singing with beat in the background)

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 maybe its all
I came up and you're all against me
now ask yourself, why is he one?
now ask yourself, who's done what done
then ask yourself, you're fifth of the run
you think its a game cause you fucked the one
always with God and I don't solo,
never down when I got a throw dolo
see me out, but I just won't go though
pretty young wanna have my photo
one in the room on the wall
in that I rocked them all
got no time for that think small
grill me in the cause they can't ball
hate callers,
them ballers,
back in now I call orders
no fun fleeing under the gun,
because they got me Public number one

All you suckers, liars,
at the fires,
wanna and break my empire
I lines, hit rhymes, keep dimes sweating
them the juice thast their not gettin'
a playa, now who got the flavour
a non-stop, rhythm poetry sayer
I'm the saver, the New york mayor
before you try me, you better say your
my word to the is "Do not cry,"
you know that i'm then say don't die
I take what I find, put a beat to rhyme
thought it was over but I from behind,
wanna try to stop me from my mind
almost and running out of time
almost to the point I wanna bust nines
a lot of straight faces, I can only mine
soldiers in positions, all on the line
don't make a move till I give them the
as the poetical, lyrical miracle son
because i'm Enemy number one

Yeah yeah, thats right Puff, Thats i'm talking about love,
sparklin' and glisten on thes mutherfuckers, these niggas
foul like, talking about what you got and what they got,
they bring you down.

(beat fades)