Luyện nghe bài hát #1 (remix)

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

You better watch who you talkin bout, runnin your mouth, you know me
You gon' fuck around and show why the "Show Me" get the "Show Me"
Why one-on-one you hold me if your last name was Hanes
way you wear me out is stitch my name on your pants
No resident of France, but you swear I'm from
Hundred-six karats, total? Naw that's per
Trying to compare this, my chain to yo'
I'm like Sprint or Motorola, no service, out of range
You out of your brains, thinkin' I'mma shout out your
You gotta come up with better than that to catch your fame
All that you applyin it's time to ease off
Before I hit you the blindside takin' your sleeves off
As much as we's floss, still hard to please
Don't be lyin' bitchin' and cryin it up as a loss
your, acts 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
does it take to be, number one?
Two is not a winner and three remembers (ey)
What does it take to be, number
Ey ey, ey ey

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

yeah ma I love a girl that's willin to learn
Willin to get in the driver's seat and willin to
And not concerned that he say, she say, did he say
What I think he said? Squash that, he probably got that off
Or some, Internet access some, chat line
Mad 'cause I got mine, don't wind up on the line
Oh if my uncle see me know
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, askin, "Yo where the party?"
Oh lordy, I continue to act naughty?
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
Here 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 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 Hip-Hop
Half the time you be them niggas who fuckin album
You know! Boat sank and it ain't left the dock
C'mon! Mad I'm hot, he just, mad 'cause 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, your mouth on lock
Shh
I'm
I'm cocky on the mic but I'm in real life
Taking nothin' for granted blessin' e'rything on my
Tryin' to see a new light at the top of the
Baby not Sigel but I speak the truth
I heat the booth, Nelly actin' so (so crazy)
Top down shirt off in the coupe, the loot
With my family and friends, and my of kin
And I'll do it again if it means I'mma win dirty,

I, am, one
No matter if you like it, here 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 three nobody