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

Turn my high, high, high, high-er

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

Sure I do, I tell you the difference between me and
trying to get they ones, I'm tryin' to get them M's
One million, two million, three million,
In just five years, 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 into this motherfucker a grand strong
Nine to be exact, grinding G-packs
Put this shit in motion no rewinding me back
Could 40 off a brick but one rhyme could beat that
And if somebody of told 'em that Hov' would sell clothing
Heh, not in lifetime, wasn't in my right mind
That's another difference that's me and them
Heh, I'm smarten up, 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 black boy
Momma ain't raised no
Put me anywhere on God's earth, I'll triple my worth
Motherfucker, I, will, not,

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

Will, not, lose, ever, fucker!