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
Took I had, and I put it in rap
If I ain't a Lunatic, then what do ya call
If my pockets obese, then what do ya call fat
I born on purpose, I was unpurposely born
I'm the result of what happens when the is torn
I was sworn to secrecy, only when need to be
saying too much, and these niggas talking repeatedly
Conceivably I rip it up mo' I get regretted fo'
Same biz you paying, on notes I get the fo'
More retro, than nigga you get thrown back
I start taking, snap shots, I talking that Kodak
cocking the fo's back, start making ya dome crack
Heard you don't like me and I'm happy to know
Feel like I'm cheating don't it, kinda unfair in
Feel I'm playing wit two Shaq's, and two T-Mac's, dirty

[Chorus 1 -
I - am - number one, no if you like 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 nobody
does it take to be number one
Hey hey hey hey...

[Verse 2 - The Boy]
Yo yo, I was number one, from the start so smart
Before I walk I was attending Head Start
The jail niggas say I'm
If you ask 106 who I be, gon say I'm God!
Number one like the first man touched space
Or the dot on the dice a nigga roll Ace (Damn!)
team legacy, I rep to the death of me
And just for the B, none of y'all 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
When I'm down in the Dirty I be 'n sooted
Me and Nelly got the Airs wit the swooshes
Anyway that's 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 been a nigga defeat me

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

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

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

4 - Malice]
It was just '98, I was holding
Now I'm only - over a mill, hell of a growth spurt
And you don't wanna talk, money
You would think it was show money
Honey fully understand, Malicious down on his luck
I'll fly you the water, we ain't even got to fuck
Hell, we can dap when we park
Whatever helps you keep focus, safeguard your
Icky mayne, we wrecklessly aim
It's the tale of two brothers like Frank and James
I will - write your outro, write your life
I'm so author, I should a pipe
I all subliminal gestures
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, be the first to pull it, uh

1]

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