Luyện nghe bài hát Number One Spot

I'm never goin' so don't try me
My music sticks in fans veins an IV
Flows poison like Ivy, oh they
Already offers on my 6th album from labels tryin' to me
highly, Hi MR. O'Reilly
Hope all is well, kiss the and the wifey
Drove through the window, the super sized me
Now the girls see me and a river's they cry me
I'm on the rise, so many people me
Got ammunition for those tryin' to surprise me (surprise!)
It's a celebration and everyone should me
Roll the crew or meet the bottom of our Nikes (blaow!)
Explorer like Dora these swipers can't me
My whole so mean in my white tee
Nobody light-skinded reppin' harder since
You disagree, take the approach and bite me!

Whoa! slip up or get got! (Why not man?)
I'm comin' for number one spot! (Alright)
Rappers swearin' on top! (Nuh uh, uh uh)
But I'm for they number one spot! (Alright man)
Scheme scheme, plot (say what?)
I'm for that number one spot! (Woo, hey)
it goin' it won't stop! (What you doin' man?)
I'm for that number one spot!

Yes indeed, Ludacris I'm hotter Nevada
to break the steerin' column on yo' Impala
If I get caught, bail out, I tell 'em holla
In court I never up, like Austin Powers fa-zha
Father, father, and hey I love
But can buy anything I want from the records sold
Jacuzzi's hot, Cristal is so
Neighbors catch contacts, from the blunts I've rolled
A pig in a blanket, a smoke and a
albums non-stop once a year for my fans sake
I crush mics until my breaks
Then shag now and shag later 'til these women stand straight
The Luda-meister got 'em feelin so
I'm double-X-L so I 'em my "Eye Candy"
my shoulder and I, pop my collar
Cause I'm worth a million fa-fillion dollars

Whoa! Don't up or get got! (Why not man?)
I'm comin' for number one spot! (Alright)
Rappers swearin' on top! (Nuh uh, uh uh)
But I'm comin' for they one spot! (Alright man)
Scheme scheme, plot (say what?)
I'm comin' for number one spot! (Woo, hey)
Keep it goin' it won't stop! (What you man?)
I'm comin' for number one spot!

lyrical disasters, it's the master
Make for Mini-Me's, models and Fat Bastards
These women yo get me out my Pelle Pelle
They strip off my and tell me, "Get in my belly!"
Stay on the track, hit the ground runnin' Flo-Jo
Sent back in and I've never lost my mojo
Ladies and gentlemen ah, and girls
Ludacris sent down to take the whole world!

Whoa! slip up or get got! (Why not man?)
I'm comin' for that one spot! (Alright)
Rappers swearin' on top! (Nuh uh, uh uh)
But I'm comin' for they one spot! (Alright man)
Scheme scheme, plot (say what?)
I'm comin' for number one spot! (Woo, hey)
Keep it goin' it stop! (What you doin' man?)
I'm for that number one spot!