Luyện nghe bài hát #1

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 why the "Show Me" get called the "Show Me"
Why one-on-one you can't hold me if your last name was
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, total? Naw that's per
Trying to this, my chain to yo' chain
I'm Sprint or Motorola, no service, out of your range
You out of brains, thinkin' I'mma shout out your name
You come up with better ways than that to catch your fame
All that you applyin it's time to ease off
Before I hit you from the takin' your sleeves off
As much as floss, still hard to please boss
Don't be lyin' and cryin suck it up as a loss
your, acts is wack, your whole label is wack
And fact, eh eh-eh eh a-hold that

I am, number one, no 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 and three nobody remembers (ey)
does it take to be, number one?
Ey ey, ey ey

Do you it when I shake it for ya, daddy?
it all around?
Let you get a peep before it the ground?

Hell yeah ma I love a that's willin to learn
Willin to get in the driver's and willin to turn
And not concerned that he say, she say, did he say
What I think he said? that, he probably got that off eBay
Or some, Internet 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 rappers be me now
Straight emulatin my right to the "down down"
Can't out the store now better wait 'til they calm down
I got hella shorties, askin, "Yo where 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 there's one thing I know,

I am, one, no matter if you like it
Here take it sit 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) 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 gotta my props, just gimme the yachts
Gimme my rocks, and 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
Baby not Sigel but I speak the truth
I heat the booth, actin' 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 I'mma win dirty,

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