Luyện nghe bài hát P.e. 2000

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

(Puffy)
go,
thats that beat here
who I fear
throw your in the air
socialise, get down, let your lead the way
i'm that enemy that you can't see
who you be, you ain't shit 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 come and seen em part
If you ain't want beef why did you start?
Front from the catch shots after dark
suffer duck or you'll catch
on the spot, red make em all believe
ain't nobody kicking the like these
see I do the things that can't achieve
so start bassin' an' i'll start pacing
bets on that you'll be
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, you got against me?
is it my or is it the Bentley?
is it my or maybe its all three
I just came up and you're all me
now ask yourself, why is he one?
now ask yourself, who's what he's done
ask yourself, you're fifth of the long run
you think its a game cause you the wrong one
always with God and I swing solo,
never back when I got a throw dolo
see me out, but I just won't go though
pretty young thing have my photo
one in the room hangin' on the
in rememberance I rocked them all
got no time for those that small
grill me in the club they can't ball
shot callers,
hate ballers,
back in now I call orders
no fun fleeing under the gun,
because got me Public Enemy number one

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

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

(beat fades)