Luyện nghe bài hát #1 (remix)

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

You watch who you talkin bout, runnin your mouth, like you know me
You fuck around 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 wear me out is my name on your pants
No resident of France, but you swear I'm Paris
Hundred-six karats, total? Naw that's per
Trying to compare this, my to yo' chain
I'm like 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 than that to catch your
All that pressure you applyin it's time to off
Before I hit you from the blindside takin' 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, whole label is wack
And fact, eh eh-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 winner and three remembers (ey)
What does it take to be, 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 love a girl that's to learn
to get in the driver's seat and willin 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 many wanna be me now
emulatin 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, will I continue to act
Mixing Cris' and Bacardi, got me 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
take it sit down and write it ey
I, am, one ey ey, ey ey
And me now der
does it take to be, number one?
Two is not a winner and three nobody (ey)
(Tell me) What does it take to be, number
Ey ey, ey ey (Check it, uh, check, yo)

Aiyyo I'm tired of judgin 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 gimme my props, just gimme the yachts
Gimme my rocks, and keep my comin' in flocks
'Til you top the Superbowl, your mouth on lock
Shh
I'm
I'm cocky on the mic but I'm humble in life
Taking nothin' for blessin' e'rything on my life
Tryin' to see a new light at the top of the
Baby name not 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 and friends, and my closest of kin
And I'll do it again if it means win dirty, dity

I, am, one
No matter if you like it, take it sit down and write 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