Luyện nghe bài hát #1

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

You better watch who you talkin bout, runnin mouth, like you know me
You gon' around and show why the "Show Me" get called the "Show Me"
Why one-on-one you can't hold me if your last was Hanes
way you wear me out is stitch my name on your pants
No resident of France, but you swear I'm from
karats, total? Naw that's per wrist
Trying to compare this, my to yo' chain
I'm Sprint or Motorola, no service, out of your range
You out of your brains, thinkin' shout out your name
You gotta 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, still hard to please
Don't be lyin' bitchin' and cryin suck it up as a
'Cause your, acts is wack, whole label is wack
And matter fact, eh eh-eh eh that

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

Do you like it when I shake it for ya,
Move it all
Let you get a peep 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 about he say, she say, did he say
What I think he said? that, he probably got that off eBay
Or some, Internet access some, website line
Mad 'cause I got mine, wind up on the flat line
Oh if my uncle could see me
If he see how many rappers wanna be me now
Straight emulatin my style to the "down down"
Can't leave out the store now better wait they calm down
I got hella shorties, comin' askin, "Yo the party?"
Oh lordy, I continue to act naughty?
Cris' and Bacardi, got me thinkin fo' sho'
I'm not a man of many words but there's one thing I know,

I am, one, no matter if you like it
Here take it sit down and it ey
I, am, one ey ey, ey ey
And me now der
What does it take to be, one?
Two is not a and three 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 what's real Hip-Hop
Half the time you be them who fuckin album flop
You know! Boat done sank and it left the dock
C'mon! Mad I'm hot, he just, mad 'cause he not
You ain't gotta gimme my props, just the yachts
Gimme my rocks, and keep my fans in flocks
'Til you top the Superbowl, keep your 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
Baby name not Sigel but I the truth
I heat the booth, actin' so uncouth (so crazy)
Top down shirt off in the coupe, the loot
my family 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 like it, here take it sit and write it
I, I, I, I , one
'Cause two is not a winner and three nobody
one
'Cause two is not a winner and three nobody