Текст (слова) песни: Nelly - #1 (Wally Remix)

[*scratched*]
"Rising to the top"
"Number one"

[Intro - Nelly] {*w/ ad-libs*}
Oh let`s go!
Derrty ENT!
Nigga, we all we got, aye
We all we got!
Ok! Can you hear me!?...

[Verse 1 - Nelly]
They said I was crazy, when I stop slangin the crack
Took err`thang I had, and I put it in rap
If I ain`t a Lunatic, then what do ya call that
If my pockets ain`t obese, then what do ya call fat
I wasn`t born on purpose, I was unpurposely born
I`m the result of what happens when the condom is torn
I was sworn to secrecy, only talking when need to be
Never saying too much, and these niggas talking repeatedly
Conceivably I rip it up mo` then I get regretted fo`
Same biz you paying, on notes I get the credit fo`
More retro, than nigga before you get thrown back
I start taking, snap shots, I ain`t talking that Kodak
Start cocking the fo`s back, start making ya dome crack
Heard you don`t like me and I`m happy to know that
Feel like I`m cheating don`t it, kinda unfair in fact
Feel like I`m playing wit two Shaq`s, and two T-Mac`s, dirty

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

[Verse 2 - The Posta Boy]
Yo yo, I was born number one, from the start so smart
Before I could walk I was attending Head Start
The jail niggas say I`m hard
If you ask 106 who I be, they gon say I`m God!
Number one like the first man ever touched space
Or the dot on the dice when a nigga roll Ace (Damn!)
Winning team legacy, I rep to the death of me
And just for the record B, none of y`all can F wit me
Rise to the top like I`m brick in the pot
I`m like Allen wit the rock, I ain`t missing a shot
When I`m down in the Dirty I be booted `n sooted
Me and Nelly got the Airs wit the chinchilla swooshes
Anyway that`s some other shit; And it`s a shame
I`m so filthy now my great grand daughter mother rich
P to the B see, I`m ghetto and greasy!
I`m the champ, and ain`t never been a nigga defeat me

[Chorus 2 - The Posta Boy]
Po` is! - number one
For my niggas in the borough, to start that dinero
Nigga Posta is! - number one
I`ma center fold nigga, fucked up rose nigga
We the team baby, we - number one
For my niggas that down, for me always been around
Nigga Posta he`s! - number one
I don`t talk it, I live it, cause I`m the first one that did it

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

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

[Verse 4 - Malice]
It was just `98, I was holding work
Now I`m only worth - over a mill, hell of a growth spurt
And you don`t wanna talk, show money
You would think it was talk show money
Honey fully understand, Malicious never down on his luck
I`ll fly you across the water, we ain`t even got to fuck
Hell, we can even dap when we park
Whatever helps you keep focus, safeguard your heart
Icky messy mayne, we wrecklessly aim
It`s the tale of two brothers like Frank and Jesse James
I will - write your outro, ghost write your life
I`m so author, I should smoke a pipe
I disregard all subliminal gestures
I`m the lead roller, y`all couldn`t cast his extras
I run wit it, threw it in my sleep, I`m one wit it
And that`s one wit a bullet, I`ll be the first to pull it, uh

[Chorus 1]

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

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[Verse 1 - Nelly] They said I was crazy, when I stop slangin the crack Took err`thang I had, and I put it in rap If I ain`t a Lunatic, then what do ya call that If my pockets ain`t obese, then what do ya call fat I wasn`t born on purpose, I was unpurposely born I`m the result of what happens when the condom is torn I was sworn to secrecy, only talking when need to be Never saying too much, and these niggas talking repeatedly Conceivably I rip it up mo` then I get regretted fo` Same biz you paying, on notes I get the credit fo` More retro, than nigga before you get thrown back I start taking, snap shots, I ain`t talking that Kodak Start cocking the fo`s back, start making ya dome crack Heard you don`t like me and I`m happy to know that Feel like I`m cheating don`t it, kinda unfair in fact Feel like I`m playing wit two Shaq`s, and two T-Mac`s, dirty [Chorus 1 - Nelly] I - am - number one, no matter if you like it Here take it sit down and write it I - am - number one Hey hey hey hey... What does it take to be number one Two is not a winner, and three nobody remembers What does it take to be number one Hey hey hey hey... [Verse 2 - The Posta Boy] Yo yo, I was born number one, from the start so smart Before I could walk I was attending Head Start The jail niggas say I`m hard If you ask 106 who I be, they gon say I`m God! Number one like the first man ever touched space Or the dot on the dice when a nigga roll Ace (Damn!) Winning team legacy, I rep to the death of me And just for the record B, none of y`all can F wit me Rise to the top like I`m brick in the pot I`m like Allen wit the rock, I ain`t missing a shot When I`m down in the Dirty I be booted `n sooted Me and Nelly got the Airs wit the chinchilla swooshes Anyway that`s some other shit; And it`s a shame I`m so filthy now my great grand daughter mother rich P to the B see, I`m ghetto and greasy! I`m the champ, and ain`t never been a nigga defeat me [Chorus 2 - The Posta Boy] Po` is! - number one For my niggas in the borough, to start that dinero Nigga Posta is! - number one I`ma center fold nigga, fucked up rose nigga We the team baby, we - number one For my niggas that down, for me always been around Nigga Posta he`s! - number one I don`t talk it, I live it, cause I`m the first one that did it [Verse 3 - Pusha T] Lookin for a coward - well it`s not in here Under the BBC, this heart be popping here The game is wild, few gonna drop this year Some 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) cops is here In these BBC socks, I got the rocks in here If the cops in here, I got my glock in here If the glock in here, you know it`s gon` get +Hot in Here+ Touch ya soul to sue, like them heat holders do The new 645, I`ll have the first in June Start the summer off, floating wit the guts maroon +Ricky Schroder+ paint job, colored +Silver Spoon+ Boys in black guts, black paint, midnight coon Black gun, red beam, ready for high noon Pusha straight like, half-past noon "Hell Hath No Fury" coming soon, bet we`ll do number one [Chorus 1] + (w/ Malice ad-libs) [Verse 4 - Malice] It was just `98, I was holding work Now I`m only worth - over a mill, hell of a growth spurt And you don`t wanna talk, show money You would think it was talk show money Honey fully understand, Malicious never down on his luck I`ll fly you across the water, we ain`t even got to fuck Hell, we can even dap when we park Whatever helps you keep focus, safeguard your heart Icky messy mayne, we wrecklessly aim It`s the tale of two brothers like Frank and Jesse James I will - write your outro, ghost write your life I`m so author, I should smoke a pipe I disregard all subliminal gestures I`m the lead roller, y`all couldn`t cast his extras I run wit it, threw it in my sleep, I`m one wit it And that`s one wit a bullet, I`ll be the first to pull it, uh [Chorus 1] [Outro - scratches] - [To fade] "Rising to the top" "Number One" Нравится песня? 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