Luyện nghe bài hát Know About Me

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

[Verse 1:
You're in the presence of the
Can't where I'm at, baby, pop another pill
In a another reel
If you want to make a let me know
a whole another film
I suggest you get your dress for the Globes
What you know Tim
Top down, the Aventador, 4 AM
On the sunset
Trying to get high at the sunset, baby trip
Hollywood lights, Miami
I'm on a motherfucking
might go and buy a Benz
Or trade a car for your
Oh yeah, we playing them M's

[Hook:
Ridin' down Collins with my following
Just left headed to the Go-Go
Lap dance for the
Let her put her on the curves
You about that life, you scurred
Ah, baby, you like skrrt to the crib
you know about the kid
What you know bout me, what you know me
What you know bout me, what you bout me
Not a muthafuckin thing, not a muthafuckin
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 fuck did I stutter? am I being
I'm a in the makin'
Who you said was the What the fuck is a deal
Really do it the best, I'm DJ Khaled for
Got my thumb on the pulse, got impeccable
If they forgot my worth, I got a check to remind 'em
Got some on the wrist, Cartier with the diamonds
If this was 10 ago nigga would've went diamond
I been singing and rapping I a killin' in both
If I had to choose a man I'm feelin' like Bo
Fresh down to the socks, team look like the
I don't take this shit for granted, I'd 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 back and get to you later
Man, up

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

[Outro: James
Imagine straight from work to the plane, ain't no baggage
Don't to change your 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 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?