Luyện nghe bài hát #1 (remix)

Uh uh uh
I just gotta bring it to they attention dirty, all

You better watch who you bout, runnin your mouth, like you know me
You gon' fuck around and show why the "Show Me" get the "Show Me"
Why you can't hold me if your last name was Hanes
Only way you me out is stitch my name on your pants
No resident of France, but you swear I'm Paris
Hundred-six karats, total? Naw per wrist
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 shout out your
You gotta come up with better ways that to catch your fame
All pressure you applyin it's time 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' bitchin' and suck it up as a loss
your, acts is wack, your whole label is wack
And fact, eh eh-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 does it to be, number one?
Two is not a winner and nobody remembers (ey)
What does it to be, number one?
Ey ey, ey ey

Do you it when I shake it for ya, daddy?
Move it all
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
What I think he said? Squash that, he got that off eBay
Or some, access some, website chat line
Mad I got mine, don't 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 right to the "down down"
Can't leave out the store now better 'til they calm down
I got hella shorties, comin' askin, "Yo 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 take it sit down and 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 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 judgin real Hip-Hop
Half the you be them niggas who fuckin album flop
You know! Boat done sank and it ain't left the
C'mon! Mad 'cause I'm hot, he just, mad he not
You ain't gotta gimme my props, just gimme the
Gimme my rocks, and keep my fans comin' in
you top the Superbowl, keep your mouth on lock
Shh
I'm
I'm cocky on the mic but I'm humble in real
Taking 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 heat the booth, Nelly so uncouth (so crazy)
Top shirt off in the coupe, spreadin' the loot
With my family and friends, and my 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 and three nobody remembers
one
'Cause two is not a winner and three remembers