Luyện nghe bài hát #1

Uh uh uh
I gotta 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 hold me if your name was Hanes
Only way you me out is stitch my name on your pants
No resident of France, but you swear I'm Paris
Hundred-six karats, Naw that's per wrist
Trying to compare this, my to yo' chain
I'm like or Motorola, no service, out of your range
You out of brains, thinkin' I'mma shout out your name
You gotta come up with better than that to catch your fame
All pressure you applyin it's time to ease off
Before I hit you from the takin' your sleeves off
As much as we's floss, still hard to boss
Don't be bitchin' and cryin suck it up as a loss
'Cause your, is wack, your whole label is wack
And matter fact, eh eh a-hold that

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

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

yeah ma I love a girl that's 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
What I think he said? 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 flat
Oh if my uncle see me know
If he could see how rappers wanna be me now
emulatin my style right to the "down down"
Can't leave out the store now better wait 'til they down
I got shorties, comin' askin, "Yo where the party?"
Oh lordy, I continue to act naughty?
Mixing Cris' and Bacardi, got me fo' sho'
I'm not a man of many words but there's one thing I know,

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 to be, number one?
Two is not a winner and nobody remembers (ey)
(Tell me) What does it take to be, number
Ey ey, ey ey (Check it, uh, check, yo)

I'm tired of people judgin what's real Hip-Hop
Half the you be them niggas who fuckin 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 gimme the
Gimme my rocks, and keep my comin' 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 at the top of the roof
Baby not Sigel but I speak the truth
I heat the booth, Nelly actin' so (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 and write it
I, I, I, I , one
two is not a winner and three nobody remembers
one
'Cause two is not a winner and nobody remembers