Luyện nghe bài hát #1 (remix)

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

You watch who you talkin 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 last name was Hanes
Only way you wear me out is stitch my 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 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 that to catch your fame
All that pressure you applyin it's time to off
Before I hit you from the blindside your sleeves off
As much as we's floss, still hard to please
Don't be bitchin' and cryin suck it up as a loss
'Cause your, acts is wack, your whole is wack
And fact, eh eh-eh eh a-hold that

I am, one, no matter if you like it
Here take it sit down and 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 winner and three remembers (ey)
What does it take to be, one?
Ey ey, ey ey

Do you like it I shake it for ya, daddy?
it all around?
Let you get a peep it touches 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 about that 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 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 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 fo' sho'
I'm not a man of many words but there's one thing I know,

I am, number one, no if you like it
Here it sit down and write 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 three remembers (ey)
(Tell me) What does it take to be, number
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! 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
Gimme my rocks, and my fans comin' in flocks
'Til you top the Superbowl, your mouth on lock
Shh
I'm
I'm on the mic but I'm humble in real life
Taking nothin' for blessin' e'rything on my life
Tryin' to see a new at the top of the roof
Baby name not Sigel but I speak the
I heat the booth, Nelly so uncouth (so crazy)
Top down 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 three nobody
one
'Cause two is not a winner and three nobody