Luyện nghe bài hát #1

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

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

I am, one, no matter if you like it
Here take it sit down and it ey
I, am, one ey ey, ey ey
Now let me ask you man
What does it take to be, number
Two is not a winner and three remembers (ey)
What does it to be, number one?
Ey ey, ey ey

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

Hell yeah ma I love a girl willin to learn
Willin to get in the driver's seat and 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, chat line
Mad 'cause I got mine, don't up on the flat line
Oh if my could see me know
If he see how many rappers wanna be me now
Straight emulatin my right to the "down down"
Can't leave out the store now better 'til they calm down
I got shorties, comin' askin, "Yo where the party?"
Oh lordy, will I to act naughty?
Cris' and Bacardi, got me thinkin fo' sho'
I'm not a man of words but there's one thing I know, PIMP

I am, number one, no matter if you 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 three nobody (ey)
(Tell me) does it take to be, number one?
Ey ey, ey ey (Check it, uh, check, yo)

I'm tired of people judgin what's real Hip-Hop
Half the time you be them who fuckin album flop
You know! done sank and it ain't 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
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 for granted blessin' e'rything 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 shirt off in the coupe, spreadin' the loot
With my family and friends, and my of kin
And I'll do it again if it I'mma win dirty, dity

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