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

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

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

Hell yeah ma I love a that's willin to learn
to get in the driver's seat and willin to turn
And not concerned that he say, she say, did he say
What I think he said? Squash that, he probably got off eBay
Or some, Internet access some, chat line
Mad 'cause I got mine, don't wind up on the line
Oh if my uncle could see me
If he could see how many wanna be me now
Straight my style right to the "down down"
Can't leave out the store now better wait 'til calm down
I got shorties, comin' askin, "Yo where the party?"
Oh lordy, I continue to act naughty?
Mixing Cris' and Bacardi, got me thinkin fo'
I'm not a man of many words but one thing I know, PIMP

I am, number one, no matter if you it
take it sit down and write it ey
I, am, one ey ey, ey ey
And me now der
does it take to be, number one?
Two is not a winner and three nobody (ey)
(Tell me) What does it take to be, one?
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 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 gimme the
Gimme my rocks, and my fans comin' in flocks
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 nothin' for blessin' e'rything on my life
to see a new light at the top of the roof
Baby name not Sigel but I speak the
I the booth, Nelly actin' so uncouth (so crazy)
Top down shirt off in the coupe, spreadin' the
my family and friends, and my closest of kin
And I'll do it again if it means I'mma win dirty,

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 winner and nobody remembers
one
'Cause two is not a winner and three nobody