Luyện nghe bài hát U Don't Know

Turn my music high, high, high,

I'm from the where the
Hood could swallow a man, bullets'll a man
There's so much coke you could run the slalom
And cops comb the top to bottom
say that we are prone to violence, but it's home sweet home
Where crash and chrome meets chrome
The coke prices up and down like it's Street homes
But this is than the Dow Jones your brains are now blown
All over brown Brougham, one slip you are now gone
Welcome to where you are welcome to sell
But when them come you better return 'em
All scars we earn 'em, all cars we learn 'em like the of our hand
We for cops hopping out the back of van
Wear a G on my chest, I need Dapper Dan
This a sewn outfit homes, homes is about it
Was clapping them flamers I became famous
For playing me y'all shall forever nameless
I am

Sure I do, I tell you the between me and them
They to get they ones, I'm tryin' to get them M's
One million, two million, three million,
In just five years, forty million
You are now looking at the forty boy
I'm rapping Def Jam 'til I'm the million man
R., O., C.

I came into this motherfucker a hundred strong
Nine to be exact, grinding G-packs
Put this shit in motion no rewinding me back
Could make 40 off a brick but one rhyme could beat
And if somebody would of 'em that Hov' would sell clothing
Heh, not in this lifetime, in my right mind
That's another difference that's between me and
Heh, I'm up, open the market up
One million, two million, million, four
In eighteen months, eighty more
Now add number up with the one I said before
You are now looking at one black boy
ain't raised no fool
Put me anywhere on green earth, I'll triple my worth
Motherfucker, I, will, not,

I sell ice in the winter, I sell in hell
I am a hustler baby, I'll water to a well
I was born to get cake, on and switch states
Cop the Coupe with the gone and switch plates
Was to dictate, never follow orders
Dickface, get shit straight, fucker this is Big Jay

Will, not, lose, ever, fucker!