Luyện nghe bài hát #1

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

You better watch who you talkin bout, runnin your mouth, you know me
You fuck around and show why the "Show Me" get called the "Show Me"
Why one-on-one you hold me if your last name was Hanes
way you wear me out is stitch my name on your pants
No resident of France, but you swear I'm Paris
karats, total? Naw that's per wrist
Trying to compare this, my to yo' chain
I'm like Sprint or Motorola, no service, out of range
You out of your brains, thinkin' shout out your name
You come up with better ways than that to catch your fame
All that pressure you applyin time to ease off
Before I hit you from the blindside takin' your off
As much as we's floss, hard to please boss
be lyin' bitchin' and cryin suck it up as a loss
'Cause your, is wack, your whole label is wack
And matter fact, eh eh a-hold that

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

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

Hell ma I love a girl that's willin to learn
Willin to get in the driver's seat and willin to
And not about that he say, she say, did he say
What I he said? Squash that, he probably got that off eBay
Or some, Internet access some, website line
Mad 'cause I got mine, don't wind up on the line
Oh if my could see me know
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 they calm down
I got shorties, comin' askin, "Yo where the party?"
Oh lordy, will I continue to act
Mixing Cris' and Bacardi, got me thinkin fo'
I'm not a man of many 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
What does it take to be, number
Two is not a winner and nobody remembers (ey)
(Tell me) does 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 you be them niggas who fuckin album flop
You know! Boat done sank and it left the dock
C'mon! Mad 'cause I'm hot, he just, mad he not
You ain't gotta gimme my props, just the yachts
Gimme my rocks, and keep my fans comin' in
'Til you top the Superbowl, keep your on lock
Shh
I'm
I'm cocky on the mic but I'm humble in real
nothin' for granted blessin' e'rything on my life
Tryin' to see a new 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
my family and friends, and my closest of kin
And I'll do it again if it means win dirty, dity

I, am, one
No matter if you like it, here it sit down and write it
I, I, I, I , one
'Cause two is not a winner and three remembers
one
'Cause two is not a winner and three remembers