Luyện nghe bài hát #1

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

You better watch who you bout, runnin your mouth, like you know me
You gon' around and show why the "Show Me" get called the "Show Me"
Why one-on-one you can't hold me if your last name was
Only way you wear me out is my name on your pants
No resident of France, but you swear I'm Paris
Hundred-six karats, total? Naw that's per
Trying to compare this, my chain to yo'
I'm like Sprint or Motorola, no service, out of range
You out of your brains, thinkin' I'mma out your name
You gotta up with 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 as we's floss, still hard to please boss
Don't be lyin' bitchin' and suck it up as a loss
'Cause your, acts is wack, your whole label is
And fact, eh eh-eh eh a-hold that

I am, number one, no if you like it
Here take it sit and write it ey
I, am, one ey ey, ey ey
Now let me ask you man
does it take to be, number one?
Two is not a winner and three remembers (ey)
does it take to be, number one?
Ey ey, ey ey

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

Hell yeah ma I love a girl willin to learn
Willin to get in the driver's seat and willin to
And not concerned about he say, she say, did he say
I think he said? Squash that, he probably got that off eBay
Or some, Internet access some, website line
Mad 'cause I got mine, don't wind up on the flat
Oh if my could see me know
If he could see how rappers wanna be me now
Straight my style right to the "down down"
leave out the store now better wait 'til they calm down
I got shorties, comin' askin, "Yo where the party?"
Oh lordy, will I continue to act
Mixing Cris' and Bacardi, got me fo' sho'
I'm not a man of many 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 it take to be, number one?
Two is not a winner and three remembers (ey)
(Tell me) What it take to be, number one?
Ey ey, ey ey (Check it, uh, check, yo)

Aiyyo I'm tired of judgin what's real Hip-Hop
Half the you be them niggas who fuckin album flop
You know! done sank and it ain't left 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 fans in flocks
'Til you top the Superbowl, keep your mouth on
Shh
I'm
I'm cocky on the mic but I'm in real life
Taking nothin' for granted blessin' e'rything on my
Tryin' to see a new at the top of the roof
name not Sigel 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, take it sit down and write it
I, I, I, I , one
'Cause two is not a winner and three remembers
one
'Cause two is not a winner and three nobody