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 fuck around and show why the "Show Me" get called the "Show Me"
Why one-on-one you can't hold me if last name was Hanes
Only way you wear me out is my name on your pants
No resident of France, but you I'm from Paris
Hundred-six karats, Naw that's per wrist
to compare this, my chain to yo' chain
I'm like 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 to catch your fame
All that pressure you applyin it's time to 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, is wack, your whole label is wack
And fact, eh eh-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 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?
Move it all
Let you get a peep before it the ground?

Hell yeah ma I a girl that's 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 Squash that, he probably got that off eBay
Or some, Internet access some, chat line
Mad 'cause I got mine, don't wind up on the line
Oh if my could see me know
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 better wait they calm down
I got hella shorties, comin' askin, "Yo the party?"
Oh lordy, will I continue to act
Mixing Cris' and Bacardi, got me fo' sho'
I'm not a man of many words but one thing I know, PIMP

I am, number one, no matter if you 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 winner and three remembers (ey)
(Tell me) What does it take to be, one?
Ey ey, ey ey (Check it, uh, check, yo)

Aiyyo I'm tired of judgin what's real Hip-Hop
Half the time you be them niggas who album flop
You know! Boat done 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, just 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
to see a new light at the top of the roof
Baby not Sigel but I speak the truth
I heat the booth, Nelly so uncouth (so crazy)
Top down shirt off in the coupe, the loot
With my family and friends, and my of kin
And I'll do it again if it means I'mma win dirty,

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