Luyện nghe bài hát P.e. 2000

A yo Puff check this out I'm tired of dictating on these
mutherfuckers take it to the next millennium on these niggas
you got to keep on em platinum doublin' on em fuck
these niggas A yo I bumped into cat an' they was like
"Yeah what up wit that nigga Puff he swear he " I said yo
he don't swear he he knows he nice.
You Public Enemy one right now fuck that dash spit
hydro-ghetto shit,

(Puffy)
go,
thats that beat here
who should I
throw your in the air
socialise, get down, let your lead the way
cause i'm enemy 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 want whats mine, you gots to the heart
I've seen em come and i've seen em
If you want beef then why did you start?
Front from the light shots after dark
suffer duck or catch these
on the spot, red make em all believe
ain't nobody kicking the rhymes these
see I do the things that they can't
so don't bassin' an' i'll 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 scratching 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 its all three
I came up and you're all against me
now ask yourself, why is he number
now ask yourself, who's what he's done
then ask yourself, you're fifth of the run
you think its a game cause you the wrong one
with God and I don't swing solo,
never back down when I got a dolo
wanna see me out, but I just won't go
pretty thing wanna have my photo
one in the room on the wall
in rememberance that I them all
got no time for that think small
grill me in the club cause can't ball
hate callers,
hate 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 infiltrate and break my
I spit lines, hit rhymes, keep dimes
giving them the juice their not gettin'
a playa, now who got the flavour
a non-stop, rock poetry sayer
I'm the life saver, the New york
before you try me, you say your prayers
my to the wise is "Do not cry,"
you know i'm gone then say don't die
I take I find, put a beat to they rhyme
thought it was over but I crept behind,
wanna try to stop me from speaking my
almost 2000 and out of time
almost to the point when I bust nines
a lot of straight faces, I can trust mine
in positions, all on the front line
don't make a till I give them the sign
known as the poetical, miracle son
because i'm Public number one

Yeah yeah, thats right Puff, what i'm talking about love,
sparklin' and glisten on mutherfuckers, these niggas talkin'
foul like, talking about what you got and what ain't got,
they bring you down.

(beat fades)