Luyện nghe bài hát Number One Spot

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

Whoa! slip up or get got! (Why not man?)
I'm for that number one spot! (Alright)
swearin' they 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 that 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 than Nevada
Ready to the steerin' column on yo' Impala
If I get caught, bail out, I tell 'em holla
In court I show up, like Austin Powers fa-zha
Father, father, and hey I love
But can buy anything I want the records I've sold
Jacuzzi's hot, Cristal is so
Neighbors catch contacts, from the that I've rolled
A pig in a blanket, a and a pancake
Drop albums non-stop once a for my fans sake
I crush mics until my hand
Then now and shag later 'til these women can't stand straight
The Luda-meister got 'em so randy
I'm so I call 'em my "Eye Candy"
Brush my and I, pop my collar
Cause I'm a million ga-zillion fa-fillion dollars

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)
Keep it goin' it stop! (What you doin' man?)
I'm comin' for number one spot!

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

Whoa! Don't up or get got! (Why not man?)
I'm for that number one spot! (Alright)
swearin' they 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)
Keep it it won't stop! (What you doin' man?)
I'm comin' for number one spot!