Luyện nghe bài hát Who's Number One

Ladies and
(Come on your hands in the air like this one time)
One-two, this thing on here
(We gonna stop)

Can y'all me out there?
(And we want every one in motherfucker to get out their seat)
and gentleman without further adieu
(It's our time)
I'd like to to you, my bitch

Fuck that, bitches don't to rap
I'm back and I'm about to cats
to take my crown, I ain't letting that go down
I cop the four pound and go the whole twelve rounds,

You broke hoes to throw in the towel
a wheel of fortune and y'all can't buy a vowel
Who me? That's of your concern
Like ashes in the urn, more to burn

Damn my ass is firm, away from germs
Pussy flawless, get wetted in
If you only knew like
How man be hawking me and stalking me

When he you he see me
crack valve or record he sell I get a piecey
Easy, me, my words is credible
Ask Nat Cole huh, I'm
Don't let the QB get a hold of guy
Sex him well, get him high, he might fuck and die

I guess you by now who's number one
Brooklyn, Brooklyn that's where I'm
(Number one)
So if you got beef better again
(Number one)
you can't win
(You win)

I you know by now who's number one
Brooklyn, that's where I'm from
(Number one)
So if you got beef think again
(Number one)
'Cause you win
(You win)

so called vendetta was light like birds' feathers
Even with an umbrella, you stop my hurricane
I moved on to and better things
Y'all making minimum wage

First on stage, the ever I graze
you amazed
And keep the by the rib cage
All you ass holes is rebellious ass holes
Still trying to recoup from the first album ass

a gangster, prove it
Wanna me, do it
That's word than McGuire
set that ass on fire
That's how you work with wire

Carve my name in your
gas-o-line on you and drop you at the gas station
Y'all chicks ain't blind, I shine like
butter crme
That's the gleam of baby like codeine

Low self esteem, eh-eh, the excellent
Your's is return them to the factory
I mean practically, the shit is for me
bear, finally out of hibernating
Here to tell you chicks to stop

I you know by now who's number one
Brooklyn, Brooklyn that's I'm from
(Number one)
So if you got beef better think
(Number one)
you can't win
(You win)

I guess you by now who's number one
Brooklyn, Brooklyn that's I'm from
(Number one)
So if you got beef better think
(Number one)
'Cause you win
(You win)

the B I G M A M A
Often tipsy, in Percipsy
I've in this shit since Biz hit the, one-two
left to do

Move it in there, ceilings
Don't come to my house, it might hurt your
P Diddy me to the business side
Fired me a few mill and a couple of oil
That's how we do it, you is no thrill
Doin' it Flintstones style, car with no

on tricycles, riding bicycles
Our be so white they look like icicles
I'm sick and tired of hearing all these rough drafts
On the countdown, don't make me

Got my own company, I'm of the staff
say we twins then I'm the better half
I'm nasty worse than Stern
This is adjourned and now it's your turn, bitch

I guess you by now who's number one
Brooklyn, Brooklyn that's I'm from
(Number one)
So if you got beef better think
(Number one)
'Cause you win
(You win)

I guess you know by now who's one
Brooklyn, that's where I'm from
(Number one)
So if you got beef better again
(Number one)
you can't win
(You win)

Can you me?
I just know if y'all can feel me
I just wanna know if y'all can me out there
It's not a game, back

And this time not going anywhere
Number one, my bitch
Recognize! Ya me?
Yeah, yeah,