Luyện nghe bài hát Know About Me

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

[Verse 1:
You're in the presence of the
fathom where I'm at, baby, pop another pill
In a another reel
If you want to make a movie let me
It's a whole another
I suggest you get dress for the Golden Globes
What you know Tim
Top down, the Aventador, 4 AM
On the strip
Trying to get high at the sunset, don't trip
lights, Miami nights
I'm on a binge
Just go and buy a Benz
Or trade a car for friends
Oh yeah, we playing with M's

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

2: Drake]
I just got back home, 40 days on
No one killing the game, shit is all for the
What the fuck did I stutter? am I being
I'm a s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-star in the
Who you said was the man? What the is a deal
Really do it the best, I'm DJ for real
Got my thumb on the pulse, got impeccable
If they forgot my worth, I got a check to remind 'em
Got some things on the wrist, 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
Fresh down to the socks, look like the Raiders
I don't take this shit for granted, I'd like to thank my
I'm b-b-b-b-b-b-b-back on you haters
I'm 'bout to put this bitch on her back and get to you later
Man, up

[Hook:
Ridin' down Collins with my entourage
Just left SoHo headed to the
Lap dance for the
Let her put her hands on the
You ain't that life, you scurred
Ah, baby, you scurred like skrrt to the
you know about the kid
What you bout me, what you know bout me
What you know me, what you know bout me
Not a thing, not a muthafuckin thing
Not a muthafuckin thing, not a thing

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