Luyện nghe bài hát Know About Me

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

1: Timbaland]
You're in the of the real
Can't 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 about Tim
Top down, the Aventador, 4 AM
On the strip
Trying to get high at the sunset, baby don't
Hollywood lights, nights
I'm on a binge
Just might go and buy a
Or a car for your friends
Oh yeah, we with them M's

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

[Verse 2:
I just got home, 40 days on vacation
No one killing the game, shit is all for the
What the did I stutter? am I being mistaken?
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 Khaled for
Got my thumb on the pulse, got impeccable
If they forgot about my worth, I got a to remind 'em
Got some things on the wrist, with the diamonds
If this was 10 ago nigga would've went diamond
I been and rapping I make a killin' in both
If I had to choose a man I'm feelin' like Bo
down to the socks, team look like the Raiders
I don't take this shit for granted, I'd like to my creator
I'm coming b-b-b-b-b-b-b-back on you
I'm 'bout to put this bitch on her back and get to you later
Man, up

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

[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 they want to 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 going home, not as you
you motherfuckers know about me?