Luyện nghe bài hát #1

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

You better watch who you talkin bout, runnin mouth, like you know me
You gon' fuck and show why the "Show Me" get called 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 I'm from Paris
Hundred-six karats, total? Naw 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 ways than that to your fame
All that pressure you applyin it's to ease off
Before I hit you from the takin' your sleeves off
As much as we's floss, still hard to please
Don't be lyin' bitchin' and suck it up as a loss
'Cause your, acts is wack, your whole label is
And matter fact, eh eh-eh eh a-hold

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 and three nobody remembers (ey)
What it take to be, number one?
Ey ey, ey ey

Do you like it 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 about that he say, she say, did he say
What I think he said? Squash that, he got that off eBay
Or some, Internet access some, chat line
Mad I got mine, don't wind up on the flat line
Oh if my could see me know
If he could see how many rappers be me now
Straight emulatin my right to the "down down"
Can't leave out the store now better wait they calm down
I got hella shorties, askin, "Yo where the party?"
Oh lordy, will I to act naughty?
Mixing Cris' and Bacardi, got me thinkin fo'
I'm not a man of many words but one thing 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 and three nobody remembers (ey)
(Tell me) does it take to be, number one?
Ey ey, ey ey (Check it, uh, check, yo)

Aiyyo I'm tired of people what's real Hip-Hop
the time you be them 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 gimme my props, just gimme the yachts
Gimme my rocks, and keep my comin' 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 nothin' for granted e'rything on my life
to see a new light at the top of the roof
Baby name not Sigel but I speak the
I the booth, Nelly 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 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