Luyện nghe bài hát Know About Me

Jay Z]
We sell these bitches the dream, my nigga
like Walt Disney around this bitch

[Verse 1:
in the presence of the real
Can't fathom where I'm at, baby, pop another
In a another reel
If you to make a movie let me know
It's a whole film
I suggest you get your for the Golden Globes
you know about Tim
Top down, the Aventador, 4 AM
On the sunset
to get high at the sunset, baby don't trip
Hollywood lights, Miami
I'm on a binge
might go and buy a Benz
Or trade a car for friends
Oh yeah, we with them M's

Timbaland]
Ridin' down Collins with my entourage
Just left SoHo headed to the
Lap dance for the
Let her put her on the curves
You about that life, you scurred
Ah, baby, you scurred like to the crib
What you about the kid
you know bout me, what you know bout me
What you know bout me, what you bout me
Not a muthafuckin thing, not a thing
Not a muthafuckin thing, not a thing

2: Drake]
I just got home, 40 days on vacation
No one killing the game, is all for the taking
What the fuck did I am I being mistaken?
I'm a in the makin'
Who you said was the man? What the is a deal
do it the best, I'm DJ Khaled for real
Got my thumb on the pulse, got impeccable
If they about my worth, I got a check to remind 'em
Got some on the wrist, Cartier with the diamonds
If this was 10 years ago nigga went diamond
I singing and rapping I make a killin' in both
If I had to choose a Jackson man I'm feelin' Bo
down to the socks, team look like the Raiders
I don't take this for granted, I'd like to thank my creator
I'm coming b-b-b-b-b-b-b-back on you
I'm 'bout to put this bitch on her and get back to you later
Man, up

[Hook:
Ridin' down Collins with my following
Just left headed to the Go-Go
Lap for the girls
Let her put her on the curves
You ain't about that life, you
Ah, baby, you scurred skrrt to the crib
What you about the kid
What you know me, what you know bout me
What you know bout me, what you bout me
Not a thing, not a muthafuckin thing
Not a muthafuckin thing, not a muthafuckin

[Outro: Fauntleroy]
Imagine straight from work to the plane, no baggage claim
Don't need to change clothes, girl, or your last name
Motherfuckers want to act I'm [?]
If you want to be a star, you need a co-star
Got some bitches we can call up,
Now they to know who you are and how you got there
Girl, I can try to care, oh, get you out of
You and all gold on me
On a plane home, not as you want
What you motherfuckers know me?