Luyện nghe bài hát #1

Uh uh uh
I just gotta 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
way you wear me out is stitch my name on your pants
No resident of France, but you I'm from Paris
Hundred-six karats, total? Naw per wrist
Trying to compare this, my to yo' chain
I'm Sprint or Motorola, no service, out of your range
You out of your brains, thinkin' I'mma shout out your
You gotta come up with better ways than that to catch fame
All that pressure you applyin time to ease off
Before I hit you from the takin' your sleeves off
As much as we's floss, hard to please boss
Don't be lyin' bitchin' and cryin suck it up as a
'Cause your, acts is wack, your whole label is
And fact, eh eh-eh eh a-hold that

I am, number one, no matter if you it
take it sit down and write it ey
I, am, one ey ey, ey ey
Now let me ask you man
What does it take to be, one?
Two is not a winner and nobody remembers (ey)
What it take to be, number one?
Ey ey, ey ey

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

Hell yeah ma I love a that's willin to learn
Willin to get in the driver's seat and willin to
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, chat line
Mad I got mine, don't wind up on the flat line
Oh if my uncle could see me
If he could see how rappers wanna be me now
Straight my style right to the "down down"
Can't leave out the store now better wait 'til they 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 words but there's one I know, PIMP

I am, number one, no if you like it
take 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 and three nobody remembers (ey)
(Tell me) What does it to be, number one?
Ey ey, ey ey (Check it, uh, check, yo)

Aiyyo I'm tired of judgin what's 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 gimme my props, just the yachts
my rocks, and keep my fans comin' in flocks
'Til you top the Superbowl, keep your on lock
Shh
I'm
I'm cocky on the mic but I'm humble in 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 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
two is not a winner and three nobody remembers
one
'Cause two is not a winner and nobody remembers