Luyện nghe bài hát No.1 - Clipse

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

"Rising to the top"
"Number one"

[Intro - Nelly] {*w/
Oh go!
ENT!
Nigga, we all we got, aye
We all we got!
Ok! Can you me!?...

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

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

[Verse 2 - The Posta
Yo yo, I was born one, from the start so smart
Before I could walk I was attending Head
The jail say I'm hard
If you ask 106 who I be, gon say I'm God!
Number one the first man ever touched space
Or the dot on the dice when a nigga Ace (Damn!)
Winning team legacy, I rep to the 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 Allen wit the rock, I ain't missing a shot
When I'm down in the I be booted 'n sooted
Me and Nelly got the Airs wit the chinchilla
Anyway that's some other shit; And 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 defeat me

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

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

[Chorus 1] + (w/ ad-libs)

4 - Malice]
It was just '98, I was work
Now I'm only worth - over a mill, of a growth spurt
And you wanna talk, show money
You think it was talk show money
Honey understand, Malicious never down on his luck
I'll fly you across the water, we even got to fuck
Hell, we can dap when we park
Whatever helps you keep focus, your heart
Icky mayne, we wrecklessly aim
It's the of two brothers like Frank and Jesse James
I will - your outro, ghost write your life
I'm so author, I should smoke a
I disregard all subliminal
I'm the roller, y'all 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

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