Luyện nghe bài hát Number One

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

You better watch who you talkin'
Runnin' your mouth you know me
You gon' fuck and show
Why the "Show Me" get the "Show Me"
Why one-on-one, you can't hold me if last name was Haynes
Only way you wear me out is stitch my on your pants

No resident of but you swear I'm from Paris
Hundred-six karats, total? Naw, per wrist
Trying to compurr this, my to yo' chain
I'm Sprint or Motorola, no service, out of your range

You out of your brains, thinkin' I'ma shout out your
You gotta come up with better ways that to catch your fame
All that pressure you it's time to ease off
I hit you from 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
'Cause your, acts is wack, whole label is wack
And matter fact, eh, eh, eh, eh, that

I am number one, no matter if you it
Here, it, sit down and write it
I am one

Hey
Hey
Hey

Now, let me ask you, man
does it take to be number one?
Two is not a winner and nobody remembers, hey
What does it take to be number

Hey
Hey
Hey

Do you like it when I shake it for ya, daddy? it all around?
Let you get a peep before it touches the
Hell yeah, ma, I a girl that's willin' to learn
Willin' to get in the driver's seat and to turn

And not concerned about he say, she say, did he say
What I think he said? that, he probably got that off eBay
Or some, Internet access, some website chat
Mad 'cause I got mine, oh, don't up on the flat line

Oh, if my could see me now
If he see how many rappers wanna be me now
Straight emulatin' my style 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, I'd to continue to act naughty
Mixing Cris' and Bacardi, got me fo' sho'
I'm not a man of many words but there's one I know, pimp

I am one, no matter if you like it
Here, it, sit down and write it
I am one

Hey
Hey
Hey

And me now dirty, now, let me ask you, man
What it take to be number one?
Two is not a and three nobody remembers, hey
What does it take to be number

Hey
Hey
Hey

it, uhh, check, yo
Aiyo, I'm of people judgin' what's real hip-hop
Half the time you be them who fuckin' album flop
You know, boat done sank and it left the dock
C'mon, mad 'cause I'm hot, he mad 'cause he not

You gotta gimme my props, just gimme the yachts
Gimme my and keep my fans comin' in flocks
'Til you top the Superbowl, keep your on lock
I'm

I'm on the mic but I'm humble in real life
Taking nothin' for granted, everything on my life
to see a new light at the top of the roof
Baby, not Sigel but I speak the truth

I heat the booth, Nelly actin' so
Top down shirt off in the coupe, spreadin' the
my family and friends, and my closest of kin
And I'll do it again if it means I'ma win,

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

I-I-I, one
two is not a winner and three nobody remembers
one
'Cause two is not a winner and three nobody