Luyện nghe bài hát #1 (remix)

Uh uh uh
I just gotta bring it to they attention dirty, all

You better watch who you bout, runnin your mouth, like you know me
You gon' 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
Only way you wear me out is stitch my on your pants
No resident of France, but you swear I'm Paris
karats, total? Naw that's per wrist
Trying to this, my chain to yo' chain
I'm like or Motorola, no service, out of your range
You out of your brains, thinkin' I'mma shout out name
You gotta come up with better ways than that to catch your
All that pressure you applyin it's time to off
Before I hit you from the blindside takin' your off
As much as floss, still hard to please boss
Don't be lyin' bitchin' and cryin it up as a loss
'Cause your, acts is wack, your 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
What does it to be, number one?
Two is not a winner and three remembers (ey)
What does it take to be, 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 the ground?

Hell yeah ma I love a girl 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 think he said? Squash that, he probably got off eBay
Or some, access some, website chat line
Mad I got mine, don't wind up on the flat line
Oh if my uncle see me know
If he could see how many rappers be me now
Straight emulatin my style to the "down down"
leave out the store now better wait 'til they calm down
I got hella shorties, askin, "Yo where the party?"
Oh lordy, will I continue to act
Cris' and Bacardi, got me thinkin fo' sho'
I'm not a man of many but there's one thing I know, PIMP

I am, number one, no matter if you it
Here 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) What does it take to be, number
Ey ey, ey ey (Check it, uh, check, yo)

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

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 three nobody
one
'Cause two is not a and three nobody remembers