Luyện nghe bài hát #1 (remix)

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

You better watch who you talkin bout, runnin your mouth, you know me
You gon' fuck 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 stitch my on your pants
No of France, but you swear 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 your
You out of your brains, thinkin' I'mma shout out 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' sleeves off
As much as floss, still hard to please boss
Don't be lyin' bitchin' and cryin it up as a loss
'Cause your, acts is wack, your whole is wack
And matter fact, eh eh-eh eh a-hold

I am, number one, no 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 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 it when I shake it for ya, daddy?
Move it all
Let you get a peep before it the ground?

Hell yeah ma I love a girl that's to learn
Willin to get in the seat and willin to turn
And not concerned that he say, she say, did he say
What I think he said? Squash that, he probably got that off
Or some, Internet access some, website chat
Mad I got mine, don't wind up on the flat line
Oh if my could see me know
If he could see how rappers wanna be me now
Straight emulatin my right to the "down down"
Can't leave out the store now wait 'til they calm down
I got hella shorties, comin' askin, "Yo the party?"
Oh lordy, will I continue to act
Mixing and Bacardi, got me thinkin fo' sho'
I'm not a man of many words but one thing I know, PIMP

I am, one, no matter if you like 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 and three nobody remembers (ey)
(Tell me) What does it to be, number one?
Ey ey, ey ey (Check it, uh, check, yo)

Aiyyo I'm tired of people judgin what's Hip-Hop
Half the time you be them niggas who fuckin album
You know! Boat done sank and it ain't left the
C'mon! Mad I'm hot, he just, mad 'cause he not
You ain't gimme my props, just gimme the yachts
Gimme my rocks, and my fans comin' 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 for granted blessin' 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 heat the booth, actin' so uncouth (so crazy)
Top shirt off in the coupe, spreadin' the loot
With my and friends, and my closest 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 three nobody
one
'Cause two is not a winner and three nobody