Luyện nghe bài hát #1

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

You better watch who you talkin bout, your mouth, like you know me
You gon' fuck around and show why the "Show Me" get the "Show Me"
Why one-on-one you can't me if your last name was Hanes
Only way you wear me out is stitch my name on your
No resident of France, but you I'm from 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 gotta come up better ways than that to catch your fame
All that pressure you applyin it's to ease off
Before I hit you the blindside takin' your sleeves off
As much as we's floss, hard to please boss
Don't be lyin' bitchin' and suck it up as a loss
'Cause your, is wack, your whole label is wack
And fact, eh eh-eh eh a-hold that

I am, one, no matter 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 nobody (ey)
What does it take to be, one?
Ey ey, ey ey

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

Hell yeah ma I love a girl willin to learn
Willin to get in the seat 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 chat
Mad 'cause I got mine, wind up on the flat line
Oh if my uncle could see me
If he could see how many rappers be me now
Straight my style right to the "down down"
Can't leave out the store now wait 'til they calm down
I got shorties, comin' askin, "Yo where the party?"
Oh lordy, I continue to act naughty?
Mixing 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
What does it take to be, one?
Two is not a and three nobody remembers (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 niggas who fuckin 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 gotta gimme my props, just gimme 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 life
Taking for granted blessin' e'rything on my life
Tryin' to see a new at the top of the roof
Baby name not but I speak the truth
I heat the booth, Nelly so uncouth (so crazy)
Top down 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 it sit down and write it
I, I, I, I , one
'Cause two is not a and three nobody remembers
one
'Cause two is not a winner and nobody remembers