Luyện nghe bài hát #1

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

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

I am, number one, no matter if you 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 take to be, number
Two is not a winner and three nobody (ey)
What does it to be, number one?
Ey ey, ey ey

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

Hell yeah ma I a girl that's willin to learn
to get in the driver's seat and willin to turn
And not concerned about he say, she say, did he say
What I think he said? Squash that, he probably got off eBay
Or some, Internet access some, website chat
Mad I got mine, don't wind up on the flat line
Oh if my uncle could see me
If he could see how rappers wanna be me now
Straight emulatin my style to the "down down"
Can't leave out the store now better wait 'til they down
I got hella shorties, 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 many words but there's one I know, PIMP

I am, number one, no 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 three nobody (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 niggas who fuckin album flop
You know! Boat done sank and it ain't the dock
C'mon! Mad 'cause I'm hot, he just, mad he not
You ain't gotta gimme my props, gimme 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 cocky on the mic but I'm humble in life
Taking for granted blessin' e'rything on my life
Tryin' to see a new light at the top of the
Baby name not but I speak the truth
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 if it means 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 three remembers
one
'Cause two is not a and three nobody remembers