Luyện nghe bài hát #1

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

You better who you talkin bout, runnin your 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 hold me if your name was Hanes
Only way you wear me out is my name on your pants
No resident of France, but you I'm from Paris
Hundred-six karats, total? Naw that's per
to compare this, my chain to yo' chain
I'm like Sprint or Motorola, no service, out of your
You out of your brains, thinkin' I'mma out your name
You gotta 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 takin' your sleeves off
As much as we's floss, still hard to please
Don't be lyin' and cryin suck it up as a loss
'Cause your, acts is wack, whole label is wack
And matter fact, eh eh-eh eh a-hold

I am, number one, no matter if you it
Here take it sit and write it ey
I, am, one ey ey, ey ey
Now let me ask you man
does 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 shake it for ya,
it all around?
Let you get a before it touches 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 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 up on the flat line
Oh if my uncle see me know
If he could see how many rappers be me now
Straight emulatin my right to the "down down"
Can't leave out the store now better wait 'til they calm
I got hella shorties, comin' askin, "Yo the party?"
Oh lordy, will I to act naughty?
Mixing Cris' and Bacardi, got me thinkin fo'
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 take it sit and write it ey
I, am, one ey ey, ey ey
And me now der
What does it take to be, number
Two is not a and three nobody 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 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 I'm hot, he just, mad 'cause he not
You ain't gotta my props, just gimme 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 cocky on the mic but I'm in real life
Taking nothin' for granted blessin' e'rything on my
Tryin' to see a new light at the top of the
Baby name not but I speak the truth
I heat the booth, Nelly actin' so (so crazy)
Top down shirt off in the coupe, the loot
my family and friends, and my closest of kin
And do it again if it means 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 and three nobody remembers
one
'Cause two is not a winner and nobody remembers