Luyện nghe bài hát #1 (remix)

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

You better 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 name on pants
No resident of France, but you swear I'm from
Hundred-six karats, Naw that's per wrist
Trying to this, my chain to yo' chain
I'm like Sprint or Motorola, no service, out of your
You out of brains, thinkin' I'mma shout 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 much as we's floss, hard to please boss
Don't be lyin' and cryin suck it up as a loss
'Cause your, acts is wack, your whole is wack
And matter fact, 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
What does it to be, number one?
Two is not a winner and three nobody (ey)
What does it take to be, one?
Ey ey, ey ey

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

Hell yeah ma I love a girl that's willin to
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 line
Mad 'cause I got mine, wind up on the flat line
Oh if my could see me know
If he see how many rappers wanna be me now
Straight emulatin my style to the "down down"
Can't leave out the store now better wait 'til they calm
I got hella shorties, 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 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 it take 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 people judgin real Hip-Hop
Half the time you be them niggas who fuckin album
You know! done sank and it ain't left 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 comin' in
'Til you top the Superbowl, keep your on lock
Shh
I'm
I'm cocky on the mic but I'm humble in life
nothin' for granted blessin' e'rything on my life
Tryin' to see a new light at the top of the
name not Sigel but I speak the truth
I the booth, Nelly 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 win dirty, dity

I, am, one
No matter if you like it, here it sit down and write it
I, I, I, I , one
two is not a winner and three nobody remembers
one
'Cause two is not a winner and nobody remembers