Luyện nghe bài hát #1

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

You better watch who you talkin bout, runnin your mouth, like you 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 last name was Hanes
Only way you wear me out is stitch my name on pants
No resident of France, but you swear I'm from
Hundred-six karats, Naw that's per wrist
to compare this, my chain to yo' chain
I'm like Sprint or Motorola, no service, out of range
You out of your brains, thinkin' shout out your name
You gotta come up with better than that to catch your fame
All that pressure you applyin it's to ease off
Before I hit you from the blindside your sleeves off
As as we's floss, still hard to please boss
Don't be lyin' bitchin' and suck it up as a loss
'Cause your, is wack, your whole label is wack
And matter fact, eh eh a-hold that

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

Do you like it when I shake it for ya,
it all around?
Let you get a before it touches the ground?

Hell yeah ma I love a girl that's to learn
Willin to get in the driver's seat and to turn
And not concerned that he say, she say, did he say
What I think he Squash that, he probably got that off eBay
Or some, Internet access some, chat line
Mad 'cause I got mine, wind up on the flat line
Oh if my uncle could see me
If he could see how many rappers be me now
Straight emulatin my style to the "down down"
Can't leave out the store now better wait 'til they calm
I got shorties, comin' askin, "Yo where the party?"
Oh lordy, I continue to act naughty?
Mixing 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 if you like it
Here take it sit 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 tired of people what's real Hip-Hop
Half the time you be niggas who fuckin album flop
You know! Boat done sank and it ain't left the
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 keep my fans comin' in
'Til you top the Superbowl, your mouth on lock
Shh
I'm
I'm cocky on the mic but I'm humble in life
nothin' for granted blessin' e'rything on my life
Tryin' to see a new at the top of the roof
Baby name not Sigel but I the truth
I the booth, Nelly 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 like it, take it sit down and write it
I, I, I, I , one
'Cause two is not a winner and three nobody
one
'Cause two is not a winner and three remembers