Luyện nghe bài hát #1 (remix)

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

You better who you talkin bout, runnin your 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 last name was
way you wear me out is stitch my name on your pants
No of France, but you swear I'm from Paris
Hundred-six karats, total? Naw per wrist
Trying to compare this, my to yo' chain
I'm like or Motorola, no service, out of your range
You out of your brains, thinkin' I'mma out your name
You gotta come up better ways than that to catch your fame
All pressure you applyin it's time to ease off
I hit you from the blindside takin' your sleeves off
As much as we's floss, hard to please boss
Don't be lyin' and cryin suck it up as a loss
'Cause your, acts is wack, your whole label is
And matter fact, eh eh-eh eh that

I am, number one, no matter if you it
Here 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 winner and nobody remembers (ey)
What it take 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

Hell yeah ma I a girl that's willin to learn
Willin to get in the driver's seat and to turn
And not concerned about he say, she say, did he say
What I he said? 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 flat
Oh if my uncle could see me
If he could see how rappers wanna be me now
Straight my style right to the "down down"
Can't leave out the store now better 'til they calm down
I got hella shorties, comin' askin, "Yo the party?"
Oh lordy, I continue to act naughty?
Mixing Cris' and Bacardi, got me thinkin fo'
I'm not a man of many words but there's one I know, PIMP

I am, number one, no matter if you it
take it sit down and write it ey
I, am, one ey ey, ey ey
And me now der
What does it to be, number one?
Two is not a and three nobody remembers (ey)
(Tell me) does it take to be, number one?
Ey ey, ey ey (Check it, uh, check, yo)

Aiyyo I'm tired of people what's real Hip-Hop
the time you be them niggas who fuckin 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
Gimme my rocks, and keep my fans comin' in
'Til you top the Superbowl, keep mouth on lock
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 at the top of the roof
Baby name not Sigel but I speak the
I heat the booth, Nelly so uncouth (so crazy)
Top shirt off in the coupe, spreadin' the loot
With my family and friends, and my of kin
And I'll do it again if it means win dirty, dity

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