Luyện nghe bài hát Number 1

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

You better watch who you talkin'
your mouth like you know me
You fuck around and show
Why the "Show Me" get the "Show Me"
Why one-on-one, you hold me if your last name was Haynes
Only way you wear me out is my name on your pants

No of France but you swear I'm from Paris
karats, total? Naw, that's per wrist
Trying to this, my chain to yo' chain
I'm like or Motorola, no service, out of your range

You out of your brains, I'ma shout out your name
You gotta come up with better ways than that to your fame
All that you applyin' it's time 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', it up as a loss
'Cause your, acts is wack, your whole label is
And matter fact, eh, eh, eh, eh, that

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

Hey
Hey
Hey

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

Hey
Hey
Hey

Do you it when I shake it for ya, daddy? Move it all around?
Let you get a peep before it touches the
Hell yeah, ma, I love a 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 got that off eBay
Or some, Internet access, some chat line
Mad I got mine, oh, don't wind up on the flat line

Oh, if my uncle see me now
If he could see how many rappers be me now
Straight my style right to the "Down Down"
Can't leave out the store, now better wait 'til calm down

I got shorties, comin' askin', "Yo, where the party?"
Oh Lordy, I'd like to 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, take it, sit down and it
I am one

Hey
Hey
Hey

And me now dirty, now, let me ask you, man
What does it take to be number
Two is not a winner and three remembers, hey
What does it to be number one?

Hey
Hey
Hey

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

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

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

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

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

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