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

Turn my high, high, high, high-er

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

Sure I do, I tell you the difference between me and
They trying to get they ones, I'm to get them M's
One million, two million, three million,
In five years, forty million 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 this motherfucker a hundred grand strong
Nine to be exact, from grinding
Put this shit in motion no rewinding me back
Could make 40 off a brick but one rhyme beat that
And if somebody would of 'em that Hov' would sell clothing
Heh, not in this lifetime, wasn't in my right
That's another difference that's between me and
Heh, I'm smarten up, the market up
One million, two million, million, four
In months, eighty million more
Now add that number up with the one I before
You are now at one smart black boy
Momma ain't raised no
Put me on God's green earth, I'll triple my worth
Motherfucker, I, will, not,

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

Will, not, lose, ever, fucker!