Luyện nghe bài hát #1

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

You better watch who you bout, runnin your mouth, like you know me
You gon' fuck and show why the "Show Me" get called the "Show Me"
Why one-on-one you can't hold me if last name was Hanes
Only way you me out is stitch my name on your pants
No resident of France, but you I'm from Paris
Hundred-six karats, 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 better ways than that to catch your fame
All pressure you applyin it's time to ease off
Before I hit you from the blindside takin' sleeves off
As much as we's floss, still hard to 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 a-hold 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 does it take to be, number
Two is not a and three nobody remembers (ey)
does it take to be, number one?
Ey ey, ey ey

Do you like it when I it for ya, daddy?
Move it all
Let you get a peep it touches the ground?

Hell yeah ma I a girl that's willin to learn
Willin to get in the seat and willin to turn
And not concerned that he say, she say, did he say
What I think he said? Squash that, he probably got off eBay
Or some, Internet access some, website chat
Mad I got mine, don't wind up on the flat line
Oh if my uncle could see me
If he see how many 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 shorties, comin' askin, "Yo where the party?"
Oh lordy, will I continue to act
Cris' and Bacardi, got me thinkin fo' sho'
I'm not a man of many words but there's one I know, PIMP

I am, number one, no 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 to be, number one?
Two is not a winner and 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 real
Half the time you be them 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 gimme my props, just gimme the yachts
Gimme my rocks, and keep my comin' in flocks
'Til you top the Superbowl, keep your mouth on
Shh
I'm
I'm cocky on the mic but I'm humble in 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 heat the booth, 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 again if it I'mma win dirty, dity

I, am, one
No if you like it, here 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