Luyện nghe bài hát #1

Uh uh uh
I just gotta bring it to they dirty, that's all

You watch who you talkin bout, runnin your mouth, like you know me
You gon' fuck around and show why the "Show Me" get the "Show Me"
Why one-on-one you can't hold me if your last name was
Only way you wear me out is stitch my on your pants
No resident of France, but you swear I'm from
Hundred-six karats, Naw that's per wrist
Trying to compare this, my chain to yo'
I'm like Sprint or Motorola, no service, out of range
You out of your brains, thinkin' I'mma out your name
You gotta up with better ways than that to catch your fame
All that pressure you applyin it's to ease off
Before I hit you from the blindside your sleeves off
As as we's floss, still hard to please boss
Don't be bitchin' and cryin suck it up as a loss
'Cause your, acts is wack, your whole is wack
And matter fact, eh eh a-hold that

I am, one, no matter if you like it
Here take it sit and write it ey
I, am, one ey ey, ey ey
Now let me ask you man
What it take to be, number one?
Two is not a winner and nobody remembers (ey)
does it take to be, number one?
Ey ey, ey ey

Do you like it when I it for ya, daddy?
Move it all
Let you get a before it touches the ground?

yeah ma I love a girl that's willin to learn
Willin to get in the driver's and willin to turn
And not concerned that he say, she say, did he say
I think he said? Squash that, he probably got that off eBay
Or some, Internet access some, website chat
Mad 'cause I got mine, don't wind up on the line
Oh if my uncle could see me
If he could see how many rappers be me now
emulatin my style right to the "down down"
Can't leave out the store now better wait 'til they calm
I got shorties, comin' askin, "Yo where the party?"
Oh lordy, I continue to act naughty?
Mixing Cris' and Bacardi, got me thinkin fo'
I'm not a man of words but there's one thing I know, PIMP

I am, one, no matter if you like it
take it sit down and write it ey
I, am, one ey ey, ey ey
And me now der
does it take to be, number one?
Two is not a winner and nobody remembers (ey)
(Tell me) What it take to be, number one?
Ey ey, ey ey (Check it, uh, check, yo)

Aiyyo I'm tired of people judgin real Hip-Hop
Half the time you be niggas who fuckin album flop
You know! Boat done sank and it ain't left the
C'mon! Mad 'cause I'm hot, he just, mad he not
You ain't gotta my props, just gimme the yachts
Gimme my rocks, and keep my comin' in flocks
you top the Superbowl, keep your mouth on lock
Shh
I'm
I'm on the mic but I'm humble in real life
Taking nothin' for granted e'rything on my life
to see a new light at the top of the roof
Baby name not Sigel but I speak the
I heat the booth, Nelly so uncouth (so crazy)
Top shirt off in the coupe, spreadin' the loot
With my and friends, and my closest of kin
And I'll do it again if it means I'mma win dirty,

I, am, one
No matter if you it, here take it sit down and write it
I, I, I, I , one
'Cause two is not a winner and nobody remembers
one
'Cause two is not a and three nobody remembers