Luyện nghe bài hát #1 (remix)

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

I am, number one, no if you like it
Here take it sit down and 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 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 it touches the ground?

Hell yeah ma I love a girl willin to learn
Willin to get in the seat and willin to turn
And not concerned about he say, she say, did he say
What I think he Squash that, he probably got that off eBay
Or some, Internet 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 could see how rappers wanna be me now
Straight my style right to the "down down"
leave out the store now better wait 'til they calm down
I got hella shorties, comin' askin, "Yo the party?"
Oh lordy, I continue to act naughty?
Cris' and Bacardi, got me thinkin fo' sho'
I'm not a man of many words but one thing I know, PIMP

I am, number one, no matter if you it
Here take it sit 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 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 judgin what's Hip-Hop
Half the time you be them niggas who fuckin album
You know! Boat done sank and it left the dock
C'mon! Mad I'm hot, he just, mad 'cause he not
You ain't gotta gimme my props, gimme the yachts
Gimme my rocks, and my fans comin' in flocks
'Til you top the Superbowl, keep your mouth on
Shh
I'm
I'm cocky on the mic but I'm in real life
Taking for granted blessin' e'rything on my life
Tryin' to see a new light at the top of the
Baby not Sigel but I speak the truth
I the booth, Nelly actin' so uncouth (so crazy)
Top down shirt off in the coupe, spreadin' the
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 like it, here take it sit and write it
I, I, I, I , one
'Cause two is not a winner and nobody remembers
one
'Cause two is not a and three nobody remembers