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

Turn my high, high, high, high-er

I'm the streets where the
Hood swallow a man, bullets'll follow a man
so much coke that you could run the slalom
And comb the shit top to bottom
say that we are prone to violence, but it's home sweet home
Where personalities and chrome meets chrome
The coke 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 you are now gone
to hell where you are welcome to sell
But when them shells come you better '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
a G on my chest, I don't need Dapper Dan
This ain't a outfit homes, homes is about it
Was them flamers before I became famous
For playing me y'all shall remain 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 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 motherfucker a grand strong
Nine to be exact, from G-packs
Put this shit in motion ain't no me back
Could make 40 off a brick but one rhyme beat that
And if somebody of told '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, three million,
In eighteen months, million more
Now add that number up the one I said before
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 ice in the winter, I sell fire in hell
I am a hustler baby, sell water to a well
I was born to get cake, on and switch states
Cop the Coupe the roof gone and switch plates
Was to dictate, never follow orders
Dickface, get your shit straight, fucker is Big Jay

Will, not, lose, ever, fucker!