Luyện nghe bài hát No.1 - Clipse

#1 (Wally Remix)
f/ Clipse, The Boy

"Rising to the top"
"Number one"

[Intro - Nelly] ad-libs*}
Oh go!
ENT!
Nigga, we all we got, aye
We all we got!
Ok! Can you me!?...

1 - Nelly]
They said I was crazy, when I slangin the crack
err'thang I had, and I put it in rap
If I ain't a Lunatic, then what do ya call
If my ain't obese, then what do ya call fat
I wasn't on purpose, I was unpurposely born
I'm the result of what when the condom is torn
I was sworn to secrecy, talking when need to be
Never saying too much, and niggas talking repeatedly
Conceivably I rip it up mo' then I get fo'
Same biz you paying, on notes I get the fo'
More retro, than before you get thrown back
I start taking, snap shots, I ain't talking that
Start the fo's back, start making ya dome crack
Heard you like me and I'm happy to know that
Feel like I'm cheating it, kinda unfair in fact
Feel I'm playing wit two Shaq's, and two T-Mac's, dirty

[Chorus 1 -
I - am - one, no matter if you like it
take it sit down and write it
I - am - one
Hey hey hey hey...
What does it take to be one
Two is not a winner, and three remembers
What does it take to be one
Hey hey hey hey...

2 - The Posta Boy]
Yo yo, I was born number one, from the start so
Before I could walk I was attending Head
The niggas say I'm hard
If you ask 106 who I be, gon say I'm God!
Number one like the first man ever space
Or the dot on the dice when a nigga Ace (Damn!)
Winning legacy, I rep to the death of me
And just for the record B, none of can F wit me
Rise to the top like I'm in the pot
I'm like wit the rock, I ain't missing a shot
I'm down in the Dirty I be booted 'n sooted
Me and got the Airs wit the chinchilla swooshes
that's some other shit; And it's a shame
I'm so filthy now my great grand daughter rich
P to the B see, I'm and greasy!
I'm the champ, and ain't never been a nigga me

[Chorus 2 - The Posta
Po' is! - one
For my in the borough, to start that dinero
Nigga is! - number one
I'ma center fold nigga, fucked up nigga
We the baby, we - number one
For my niggas that down, for me always been
Nigga he's! - number one
I don't it, I live it, cause I'm the first one that did it

[Verse 3 - T]
for a coward - well it's not in here
Under the BBC, heart be popping here
The game is wild, few gonna drop year
Some of y'all not this year, the rest of y'all getting dropped this
I'm hearing that the cops is (I'm hearing it) is here
In BBC socks, I got the rocks in here
If the in here, I got my glock in here
If the in here, you know it's gon' get +Hot in Here+
Touch ya soul to sue, like heat holders do
The new 645, have the first in June
Start the summer off, wit the guts maroon
+Ricky Schroder+ paint job, colored +Silver
Boys in black guts, paint, midnight coon
Black gun, red beam, ready for noon
Pusha straight like, half-past
"Hell No Fury" coming soon, bet we'll do number one

1] + (w/ Malice ad-libs)

[Verse 4 -
It was just '98, I was work
Now I'm only worth - over a mill, hell of a growth
And you don't talk, show money
You would think it was talk money
Honey fully understand, Malicious never down on his
I'll fly you across the water, we ain't even got to
Hell, we can even dap when we
Whatever you keep focus, safeguard your heart
messy mayne, we wrecklessly aim
It's the tale of two brothers like and Jesse James
I will - write your outro, ghost write your
I'm so author, I should a pipe
I disregard all subliminal
I'm the lead roller, couldn't cast his extras
I run wit it, it in my sleep, I'm one wit it
And that's one wit a bullet, I'll be the first to it, uh

1]

[Outro - - [To fade]
"Rising to the top"
"Number One"