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

Turn my music high, high, high,

I'm the streets where the
Hood swallow a man, bullets'll follow a man
There's so much coke that you could run the
And comb the shit top to bottom
They say that we are prone to violence, but it's sweet home
Where personalities crash and chrome 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 brown Brougham, one slip 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 we learn 'em like the back of our hand
We watch for cops hopping out the of van
Wear a G on my chest, I need Dapper Dan
This ain't a sewn homes, homes is about it
Was clapping them flamers I became famous
For me y'all shall forever remain nameless
I am

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

I came into this motherfucker a hundred grand
to be exact, from grinding 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 would of told 'em Hov' would sell clothing
Heh, not in this lifetime, in my right mind
That's difference that's between me and them
Heh, I'm smarten up, the market up
One million, two million, million, four
In eighteen months, eighty million
Now add that number up the one I said before
You are now at one smart black boy
ain't raised no fool
Put me anywhere on God's green earth, I'll triple my
Motherfucker, I, will, not,

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

Will, not, lose, ever, fucker!