Luyện nghe bài hát No.1 - Clipse

#1 (Wally Remix)
f/ Clipse, The Boy

"Rising to the top"
"Number one"

[Intro - Nelly] {*w/
Oh go!
ENT!
Nigga, we all we got, aye
We all we got!
Ok! Can you me!?...

1 - Nelly]
They said I was crazy, when I stop the crack
err'thang I had, and I put it in rap
If I ain't a Lunatic, what do ya call that
If my pockets ain't obese, what do ya call fat
I wasn't born on purpose, I was born
I'm the result of what happens when the is torn
I was sworn to secrecy, only when need to be
Never saying too much, and these talking repeatedly
Conceivably I rip it up mo' then I get fo'
Same biz you paying, on I get the credit fo'
More retro, than nigga you get thrown back
I start taking, snap shots, I ain't that Kodak
Start cocking the fo's back, start making ya crack
Heard you like me and I'm happy to know that
Feel I'm cheating don't it, kinda unfair in fact
Feel I'm playing wit two Shaq's, and two T-Mac's, dirty

[Chorus 1 -
I - am - number one, no matter if you it
Here take it sit down and it
I - am - one
Hey hey hey hey...
What does it take to be one
Two is not a winner, and three remembers
does it take to be number one
Hey hey hey hey...

[Verse 2 - The Boy]
Yo yo, I was born number one, from the start so
Before I could I was attending Head Start
The niggas say I'm hard
If you ask 106 who I be, gon say I'm God!
one like the first man ever touched space
Or the dot on the dice when a roll Ace (Damn!)
Winning legacy, I rep to the death of me
And just for the record B, of y'all can F wit me
Rise to the top like I'm in the pot
I'm like Allen wit the rock, I ain't missing a
I'm down in the Dirty I be booted 'n sooted
Me and got the Airs wit the chinchilla swooshes
Anyway some other shit; And it's a shame
I'm so filthy now my great grand daughter rich
P to the B see, I'm and greasy!
I'm the champ, and ain't never been a defeat me

[Chorus 2 - The Posta
Po' is! - one
For my in the borough, to start that dinero
Nigga is! - number one
I'ma center nigga, fucked up rose nigga
We the team baby, we - one
For my niggas that down, for me always been
Nigga he's! - number one
I don't talk it, I it, cause I'm the first one that did it

3 - Pusha T]
Lookin for a coward - well not in here
Under the BBC, this heart be here
The is wild, few gonna drop this year
of y'all not this year, the rest of y'all getting dropped this year
I'm hearing that the cops is (I'm hearing it) is here
In these BBC socks, I got the in here
If the cops in here, I got my in here
If the glock in here, you know it's gon' get +Hot in
Touch ya soul to sue, them heat holders do
The new 645, I'll have the in June
Start the summer off, floating wit the maroon
+Ricky Schroder+ job, colored +Silver Spoon+
Boys in black guts, paint, midnight coon
Black gun, red beam, for high noon
Pusha straight like, half-past
"Hell No Fury" coming soon, bet we'll do number one

[Chorus 1] + (w/ ad-libs)

[Verse 4 -
It was '98, I was holding work
Now I'm only worth - over a mill, hell of a growth
And you don't talk, show money
You think it was talk show money
Honey fully understand, never down on his luck
fly you across the water, we ain't even got to fuck
Hell, we can dap when we park
Whatever helps you keep focus, your heart
Icky messy mayne, we aim
It's the tale of two brothers Frank and Jesse James
I - write your outro, ghost write your life
I'm so author, I should a pipe
I disregard all subliminal
I'm the lead roller, y'all couldn't his extras
I run wit it, it in my sleep, I'm one wit it
And that's one wit a bullet, I'll be the first to it, uh

1]

[Outro - - [To fade]
"Rising to the top"
"Number One"