Luyện nghe bài hát U Don't Know (Remix)

Turn my high, high, high, high-er

I'm from the streets the
Hood could a man, bullets'll follow a man
There's so much that you could run the slalom
And cops comb the top to bottom
They say that we are prone to violence, but it's sweet home
Where personalities crash and meets chrome
The coke prices up and like it's Wall Street homes
But this is worse than the Dow your brains are now blown
All over that Brougham, one slip you are now gone
Welcome to hell where you are to sell
But when them shells come you return 'em
All scars we earn 'em, all cars we learn 'em like the back of our
We watch for cops hopping out the of van
Wear a G on my chest, I don't need Dan
This ain't a sewn homes, homes is about it
Was clapping flamers before I became famous
For playing me y'all shall remain nameless
I am

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

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

I ice in the winter, I sell fire in hell
I am a hustler baby, I'll water to a well
I was to get cake, move on and switch states
Cop the Coupe with the gone and switch plates
Was born to dictate, follow orders
Dickface, get shit straight, fucker this is Big Jay

Will, not, lose, ever, fucker!