Luyện nghe bài hát Number One Spot

I'm goin' nowhere so don't try me
My music sticks in fans like an IV
Flows poison like Ivy, oh they
offers on my 6th album from labels tryin' 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 see me and a river's what they cry me
I'm on the rise, so many despise me
Got party ammunition for those tryin' to me (surprise!)
It's a celebration and everyone should me
Roll with the crew or meet the of our Nikes (blaow!)
Explorer like Dora these swipers swipe me
My aura's so mean in my white tee
Nobody light-skinded reppin' harder Ice-T
You disagree, take the Tyson 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 number one spot! (Alright man)
Scheme scheme, plot (say what?)
I'm comin' for number one spot! (Woo, hey)
Keep it goin' it won't stop! (What you man?)
I'm comin' for number one spot!

Yes indeed, Ludacris I'm hotter than
Ready to the steerin' column on yo' Impala
If I get caught, bail out, po'-po' I tell 'em
In court I show up, like Austin Powers fa-zha
Father, father, and hey I gold
But can buy anything I want from the records sold
Jacuzzi's hot, Cristal is so
Neighbors catch contacts, from the blunts I've rolled
A pig in a blanket, a smoke and a
Drop albums non-stop a year for my fans sake
I crush mics until my breaks
Then shag now and shag later 'til these women stand straight
The got 'em feelin so randy
I'm double-X-L so I 'em my "Eye Candy"
Brush my and I, pop my collar
Cause I'm worth a million ga-zillion dollars

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

Causin' lyrical disasters, it's the
Make for Mini-Me's, models and Fat Bastards
women tryin' 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 back in time and I've never my mojo
Ladies and gentlemen ah, boys and
Ludacris sent to take over the whole world!

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 comin' for they one spot! (Alright man)
Scheme scheme, plot (say what?)
I'm comin' for that one spot! (Woo, hey)
Keep it it won't stop! (What you doin' man?)
I'm comin' for number one spot!