Luyện nghe bài hát Number One Spot

I'm goin' nowhere so don't try me
My music in fans veins like an IV
Flows poison like Ivy, oh grimy
Already offers on my 6th album labels tryin' to sign me
highly, Hi MR. O'Reilly
Hope all is well, kiss the and the wifey
Drove through the window, the industry super me
Now the girls see me and a what they cry me
I'm on the rise, so many despise me
Got party for those tryin' to surprise 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 reppin' harder Ice-T
You disagree, take the Tyson and bite me!

Whoa! Don't up or get got! (Why not man?)
I'm for that number one spot! (Alright)
Rappers they on top! (Nuh uh, uh uh)
But I'm comin' for they one spot! (Alright man)
scheme, plot 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!

Yes indeed, Ludacris I'm hotter than
Ready to break the steerin' column on yo'
If I get caught, out, po'-po' I tell 'em holla
In court I never show up, like Powers fa-zha
Father, father, and hey I love
But can buy anything I want from the I've sold
Jacuzzi's hot, Cristal is so
catch contacts, from the blunts that I've rolled
A pig in a blanket, a and a pancake
Drop albums non-stop once a year for my fans
I mics until my hand breaks
Then shag now and shag later 'til these women stand straight
The Luda-meister got 'em so randy
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 that one spot! (Alright)
Rappers they on top! (Nuh uh, uh uh)
But I'm comin' for number one spot! (Alright man)
scheme, plot plot (say what?)
I'm comin' for number one spot! (Woo, hey)
Keep it it won't stop! (What you doin' man?)
I'm comin' for number one spot!

Causin' disasters, it's the master
music 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' like
Sent in time and I've never lost my mojo
Ladies and gentlemen ah, boys and
Ludacris sent down to take over the world!

Whoa! Don't up or get got! (Why not man?)
I'm comin' for number one spot! (Alright)
Rappers they on top! (Nuh uh, uh uh)
But I'm for they number one spot! (Alright man)
scheme, plot 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!