Luyện nghe bài hát #1 (remix)

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

You better watch who you talkin bout, 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 me if your last name was Hanes
Only way you wear me out is stitch my on your pants
No resident of France, but you I'm from Paris
Hundred-six karats, Naw that's per wrist
to compare this, my chain to yo' chain
I'm like Sprint or Motorola, no service, out of range
You out of your brains, thinkin' I'mma shout out name
You gotta come up better ways 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 floss, still hard to please boss
be lyin' bitchin' and cryin 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, 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 to be, number one?
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?
Move it all
Let you get a peep it touches the ground?

Hell ma I love a girl that's willin to learn
Willin to get in the seat and willin to turn
And not concerned about he say, she say, did he say
What I think he Squash that, he probably got that off eBay
Or some, Internet access some, website chat
Mad 'cause I got mine, wind up on the flat line
Oh if my could 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 wait 'til they calm down
I got shorties, comin' askin, "Yo where the party?"
Oh lordy, will I to act naughty?
Cris' and Bacardi, got me thinkin fo' sho'
I'm not a man of many but there's one thing I know, PIMP

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 take to be, one?
Two is not a winner and three nobody (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 real Hip-Hop
Half the time you be niggas who fuckin album flop
You know! Boat done sank and it ain't the dock
C'mon! Mad I'm hot, he just, mad 'cause he not
You ain't gotta 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 humble in real
Taking nothin' for granted e'rything on my life
Tryin' to see a new light at the top of the
Baby name not Sigel but I the truth
I the booth, Nelly actin' so uncouth (so crazy)
Top down shirt off in the coupe, the loot
With my 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 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 remembers