Luyện nghe bài hát No.1 - Clipse

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

"Rising to the top"
"Number one"

[Intro - {*w/ ad-libs*}
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 slangin the
err'thang I had, and I put it in rap
If I ain't a Lunatic, then what do ya call
If my pockets ain't obese, then do ya call fat
I wasn't on purpose, I was unpurposely born
I'm the result of happens when the condom is torn
I was sworn to secrecy, only when need to be
saying too much, and these niggas talking repeatedly
Conceivably I rip it up mo' I get regretted fo'
Same biz you paying, on notes I get the fo'
More retro, than nigga before you get thrown
I start taking, snap shots, I ain't talking Kodak
Start cocking the fo's back, start making ya dome
Heard you don't me and I'm happy to know that
Feel like I'm don't it, kinda unfair in fact
Feel like I'm playing wit two Shaq's, and two T-Mac's,

[Chorus 1 -
I - am - number one, no matter if you it
Here it sit down and write it
I - am - one
Hey hey hey hey...
What it take to be number one
Two is not a winner, and nobody remembers
What it take to be number one
Hey hey hey hey...

2 - The Posta Boy]
Yo yo, I was born one, from the start so smart
Before I could walk I was attending Start
The niggas say I'm hard
If you ask 106 who I be, gon say I'm God!
Number one like the man ever touched space
Or the dot on the when a nigga roll Ace (Damn!)
Winning team legacy, I rep to the 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 a shot
I'm down in the Dirty I be booted 'n sooted
Me and Nelly got the Airs wit the chinchilla
Anyway that's some other shit; And a shame
I'm so filthy now my great grand mother rich
P to the B see, I'm and greasy!
I'm the champ, and ain't been a nigga defeat me

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

3 - Pusha T]
Lookin for a - well it's not in here
Under the BBC, this heart be here
The is wild, few gonna drop this year
Some of y'all not this year, the rest of y'all getting dropped year
I'm hearing that the cops is (I'm hearing it) cops is
In these BBC socks, I got the rocks in
If the cops in here, I got my glock in
If the glock in here, you know it's gon' get in Here+
Touch ya to sue, like 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 guts, black paint, midnight coon
gun, red beam, ready for high noon
Pusha like, half-past noon
"Hell Hath No Fury" coming soon, bet we'll do one

1] + (w/ Malice ad-libs)

[Verse 4 -
It was just '98, I was holding
Now I'm only worth - over a mill, hell of a growth
And you wanna talk, show money
You would think it was talk show
Honey fully understand, never down on his luck
I'll fly you across the water, we even got to fuck
Hell, we can even dap when we
Whatever helps you keep focus, safeguard heart
messy mayne, we wrecklessly aim
It's the tale of two brothers Frank and Jesse James
I will - write outro, ghost write your life
I'm so author, I should smoke a
I disregard all subliminal
I'm the lead roller, y'all cast 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"