Luyện nghe bài hát #1 (remix)

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

You better watch who you talkin bout, your mouth, like you know me
You gon' around and show why the "Show Me" get called the "Show Me"
Why you can't hold me if your last name was Hanes
Only way you wear me out is stitch my on your pants
No resident of France, but you I'm from Paris
Hundred-six karats, total? Naw per wrist
Trying to 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 name
You gotta up with better ways than that to catch your fame
All pressure you applyin it's time to ease off
Before I hit you from the blindside takin' sleeves off
As much as we's floss, hard to please boss
Don't be lyin' bitchin' and suck it up as a loss
'Cause your, acts is wack, your label is wack
And matter fact, 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 and three nobody remembers (ey)
What does it take to be, one?
Ey ey, ey ey

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

Hell yeah ma I love a girl 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, Internet some, website chat line
Mad 'cause I got mine, don't wind up on the line
Oh if my uncle 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 wait 'til they calm down
I got hella shorties, 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 but there's one thing 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 it take to be, number one?
Two is not a winner and three remembers (ey)
(Tell me) What does it take to be, one?
Ey ey, ey ey (Check it, uh, check, yo)

I'm tired of people judgin what's real Hip-Hop
Half the you be them niggas who fuckin album flop
You know! Boat done sank and it ain't the dock
C'mon! Mad I'm hot, he just, mad 'cause he not
You ain't gotta gimme my props, just the yachts
Gimme my rocks, and keep my fans in flocks
'Til you top the Superbowl, keep mouth on lock
Shh
I'm
I'm cocky on the mic but I'm in real life
nothin' for granted blessin' e'rything on my life
Tryin' to see a new light at the top of the
Baby name not Sigel but I the truth
I heat the booth, actin' so uncouth (so crazy)
Top shirt off in the coupe, spreadin' the loot
With my 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 it, here take 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