Luyện nghe bài hát #1 (remix)

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

You better watch who you talkin bout, your mouth, like you know me
You fuck 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 of France, but you swear I'm from Paris
karats, total? Naw that's per wrist
Trying to this, my chain to yo' chain
I'm Sprint or Motorola, no service, out of your range
You out of your brains, I'mma shout out your name
You gotta come up with better ways that 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, hard to please boss
Don't be lyin' bitchin' and cryin suck it up as a
'Cause your, acts is wack, your whole is wack
And matter fact, eh eh a-hold that

I am, number one, no matter if you 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 to be, number one?
Two is not a winner and nobody remembers (ey)
What does it take to be, 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 ma I love a girl that's willin to learn
Willin to get in the driver's seat and willin to
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, access some, website chat line
Mad 'cause I got mine, don't wind up on the line
Oh if my could see me know
If he could see how rappers wanna be me now
Straight emulatin my right to the "down down"
Can't out the store now better wait 'til they calm down
I got hella shorties, askin, "Yo where 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, one, no matter if you like it
Here it sit down and write it ey
I, am, one ey ey, ey ey
And me now der
What does it take to be, number
Two is not a winner and three remembers (ey)
(Tell me) What does it to be, number one?
Ey ey, ey ey (Check it, uh, check, yo)

Aiyyo I'm of people judgin what's real Hip-Hop
the time you be them niggas who fuckin album flop
You know! done sank and it ain't left the dock
C'mon! Mad 'cause I'm hot, he just, mad 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 mouth on lock
Shh
I'm
I'm cocky on the mic but I'm humble in real
nothin' 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 the booth, Nelly actin' so uncouth (so crazy)
Top down shirt off in the coupe, spreadin' the
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 like it, 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 remembers