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

Turn my music high, high, high,

I'm from the where the
could swallow a man, bullets'll follow a man
There's so much coke that you could run the
And cops the shit top to bottom
They say that we are to violence, but it's home sweet home
Where personalities crash and chrome chrome
The coke prices up and down like it's Street homes
But this is worse than the Dow Jones your are now blown
All over that brown Brougham, one slip you are now
Welcome to hell where you are welcome to
But when them shells you better return 'em
All scars we earn 'em, all cars we learn 'em like the back of our
We watch for cops out the back of van
Wear a G on my chest, I don't Dapper Dan
This ain't a sewn outfit homes, is about it
Was clapping them flamers before I famous
For playing me y'all shall forever 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 five years, forty million more
You are now looking at the forty boy
I'm rapping Def Jam 'til I'm the hundred man
R., O., C.

I came into this a hundred grand strong
Nine to be exact, from G-packs
Put this in motion ain't 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 that's between me and them
Heh, I'm up, open the market up
One million, two million, three million,
In eighteen months, eighty million
Now add that number up with the one I before
You are now looking at one smart 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 fire in hell
I am a baby, I'll sell water to a well
I was to get cake, move on and switch states
Cop the with the roof gone and switch plates
Was to dictate, never follow orders
Dickface, get your straight, fucker this is Big Jay

Will, not, lose, ever, fucker!