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

Turn my music high, high, high,

I'm the streets where the
Hood could swallow a man, follow a man
There's so coke that you could run the slalom
And cops comb the top to bottom
They say we are prone to violence, but it's home 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 Jones brains are now blown
All over that brown Brougham, one you are now gone
to hell where you are welcome to sell
But when them come you better return 'em
All scars we earn 'em, all cars we 'em like the back of our hand
We watch for hopping out the back of van
Wear a G on my chest, I don't Dapper Dan
This ain't a outfit homes, homes is about it
Was clapping them flamers I became famous
For playing me y'all shall forever remain
I am

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

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

Will, not, lose, ever, fucker!