Luyện nghe bài hát #1 (remix)

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

You better watch who you talkin bout, runnin mouth, like you know me
You gon' fuck around and show why the "Show Me" get 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 name on pants
No resident of France, but you swear I'm from
Hundred-six karats, total? Naw that's per
Trying to compare this, my to yo' chain
I'm like Sprint or Motorola, no service, out of your
You out of your brains, I'mma shout out your name
You come up with better ways than that to catch your fame
All that pressure you it's time to ease off
Before I hit you from the blindside your sleeves off
As much as we's floss, still to please boss
Don't be lyin' bitchin' and cryin suck it up as a
'Cause your, is wack, your whole label is wack
And matter fact, eh eh a-hold that

I am, one, no matter 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 it take to be, number one?
Two is not a and three nobody remembers (ey)
What does it take to be, number
Ey ey, ey ey

Do you like it when I it for ya, daddy?
Move it all
Let you get a before it touches the ground?

Hell yeah ma I love a girl that's to learn
Willin to get in the driver's seat and willin to
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 line
Mad 'cause I got mine, wind up on the flat line
Oh if my uncle see me know
If he could see how rappers wanna be me now
Straight emulatin my style to the "down down"
Can't leave out the store now better 'til they calm down
I got hella shorties, askin, "Yo where the party?"
Oh lordy, I continue to act naughty?
Cris' and Bacardi, got me thinkin fo' sho'
I'm not a man of words but there's one thing I know, PIMP

I am, number one, no matter if you it
Here take it sit down and 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 nobody (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
Half the time you be them niggas who fuckin album
You know! Boat done sank and it left the dock
C'mon! Mad 'cause I'm hot, he just, mad he not
You ain't gotta gimme my props, gimme the yachts
my rocks, and keep my fans comin' in flocks
'Til you top the Superbowl, keep mouth on lock
Shh
I'm
I'm on the mic but I'm humble in real life
nothin' for granted blessin' e'rything on my life
Tryin' to see a new at the top of the roof
name not Sigel but I speak the truth
I heat the booth, Nelly actin' so (so crazy)
Top shirt off in the coupe, spreadin' the loot
With my family and friends, and my of kin
And do it again 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 nobody remembers