Luyện nghe bài hát #1 (remix)

Uh uh uh
I just gotta bring it to they attention dirty, all

You better watch who you talkin bout, runnin your mouth, like you 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
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, Naw that's per wrist
Trying to compare this, my chain to yo'
I'm like Sprint or Motorola, no service, out of range
You out of brains, thinkin' I'mma shout out your name
You gotta come up with better than that to catch your fame
All that pressure you applyin it's to ease off
Before I hit you from the blindside takin' sleeves off
As much as we's floss, still hard to please
Don't be lyin' bitchin' and cryin suck it up as a
your, acts is wack, your whole label is wack
And matter fact, eh eh-eh eh a-hold

I am, one, no matter if you like it
Here take it sit and write it ey
I, am, one ey ey, ey ey
Now let me ask you man
What it take to be, number one?
Two is not a and three nobody 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?

yeah ma I love a girl that's willin to learn
Willin to get in the driver's seat and 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 wind up on the flat
Oh if my could see me know
If he see how many rappers wanna be me now
Straight emulatin my style to the "down down"
Can't leave out the store now better wait they calm down
I got hella shorties, askin, "Yo where the party?"
Oh lordy, I continue to act naughty?
Mixing and Bacardi, got me thinkin fo' sho'
I'm not a man of many words but one thing I know, PIMP

I am, one, no matter if you like it
take it sit down and write it ey
I, am, one ey ey, ey ey
And me now der
What does it take to be, one?
Two is not a winner and three remembers (ey)
(Tell me) What does it take to be, one?
Ey ey, ey ey (Check it, uh, check, yo)

Aiyyo I'm tired of judgin what's real Hip-Hop
Half the time you be them niggas who fuckin flop
You know! Boat done sank and it ain't the dock
C'mon! Mad 'cause I'm hot, he just, mad he not
You gotta gimme my props, just gimme the yachts
Gimme my rocks, and my fans comin' in flocks
'Til you top the Superbowl, keep your mouth on
Shh
I'm
I'm cocky on the mic but I'm in real life
nothin' 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 down shirt off in the coupe, the loot
my family and friends, and my closest of kin
And do it again if it means I'mma win dirty, dity

I, am, one
No matter if you like it, take 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 remembers