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 talkin bout, runnin mouth, like you know me
You gon' fuck around and why the "Show Me" get called the "Show Me"
Why one-on-one you can't hold me if your name was Hanes
Only way you wear me out is stitch my name on your
No resident of France, but you swear I'm Paris
karats, total? Naw that's per wrist
Trying to compare this, my to yo' chain
I'm Sprint or Motorola, no service, out of your range
You out of your brains, thinkin' shout out your name
You gotta come up better ways than that to catch your fame
All that pressure you applyin time to ease off
Before I hit you from the blindside your sleeves off
As much as we's floss, still hard to please
Don't be bitchin' and cryin suck it up as a loss
'Cause your, is wack, your whole label is wack
And matter fact, eh eh-eh eh that

I am, one, no matter if you like it
take it sit down and write it ey
I, am, one ey ey, ey ey
Now let me ask you man
What it take to be, number one?
Two is not a winner and nobody remembers (ey)
What does it to be, number one?
Ey ey, ey ey

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

yeah ma I love a girl that's willin to learn
Willin to get in the driver's and willin to turn
And not concerned about he say, she say, did he say
What I think he said? Squash that, he got that off eBay
Or some, access some, website chat line
Mad 'cause I got mine, don't up on the flat line
Oh if my could see me know
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 they calm down
I got hella shorties, askin, "Yo where the party?"
Oh lordy, will I to act naughty?
Mixing Cris' and Bacardi, got me fo' sho'
I'm not a man of words but there's one thing I know, PIMP

I am, number one, no if you like it
Here take it sit down and it ey
I, am, one ey ey, ey ey
And me now der
What does it take to be, 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)

Aiyyo I'm tired of people judgin real Hip-Hop
Half the time you be them niggas who album flop
You know! Boat 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, just the yachts
my rocks, and keep my fans comin' in flocks
'Til you top the Superbowl, your mouth on lock
Shh
I'm
I'm on the mic but I'm humble in real life
Taking nothin' for granted blessin' e'rything on my
Tryin' to see a new at the top of the roof
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 and friends, and my closest of kin
And I'll do it again if it I'mma win dirty, dity

I, am, one
No matter if you like it, here take it sit down and it
I, I, I, I , one
two is not a winner and three nobody remembers
one
'Cause two is not a winner and nobody remembers