Luyện nghe bài hát Number One Spot

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

Whoa! slip up or get got! (Why not man?)
I'm comin' for that 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)
Keep it goin' it won't stop! (What you man?)
I'm comin' for that one spot!

Yes indeed, Ludacris I'm hotter than
Ready to break the steerin' on yo' Impala
If I get caught, out, po'-po' 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 I've
Jacuzzi's hot, is so cold
Neighbors catch contacts, from the blunts that rolled
A pig in a blanket, a smoke and a
Drop albums non-stop once a year for my fans
I mics until my hand breaks
Then now and shag later 'til these women can't 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 ga-zillion fa-fillion

Whoa! slip 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 comin' for they one spot! (Alright man)
Scheme scheme, 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 that one spot!

lyrical disasters, it's the master
Make music for Mini-Me's, and Fat Bastards
These tryin' yo get me out my Pelle Pelle
They off my clothes and tell me, "Get in my belly!"
on the track, hit the ground runnin' like Flo-Jo
Sent back in time and never lost my mojo
Ladies and gentlemen ah, and girls
sent down to take over the whole 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 comin' for they one spot! (Alright man)
Scheme scheme, 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 that one spot!