Luyện nghe bài hát You Don't Know

Yeah, see a finger pointin' goin' on
A lot of gettin' passed
Niggaz don't know what the fuck their talkin' 'bout
I go by the of Loon

And I this bad boy shit
'Til the motherfuckin' casket
Damn right, uh, aiyo,

Niggaz don't know me, it's time that I give you the taste
In case niggaz the worst case
Harlem my birthplace, I used to run with niggaz that Mase
I started "Harlem World" in the place

Niggaz was thirsty, jumped out the
Indoed the fuck up, it cost friends yo
that's how friends go
But tryna get they ends yo
Forget about the nigga that yo

Ask for dollar, now you holla 'cause your ends low
But look at how far your go
is doin' it, nigga Loon drop bitches is losin' it
Keep the cocked, niggaz is usin' it

Only if it's a must, nigga front, put dick in the dust
That's what you get, fuck niggaz like us
Loon that nigga that bust, even though you think that nigga lust
These chicks, I hit, I put the bitch on the bus

(Oh, you know who the fuck I be?)
Oh, it's the L, O, N, representin' the NYC
(Any nigga my G's)
Son a nigga get jacked, nigga get crapped, even in the sea

(Oh, you don't what the fuck I know?)
When it come to the dough, nigga pro, when I step to them hoe's
(Oh, you don't know the fuck I do?)
To a nigga like you thinkin' your gon' do somethin' to Loon

I'm glad let me get to my gat
now I'm 'bout to give 'em my pack
Get in the 'Lac, sit in the
Ride around my shit in my lap

The first react, the first nigga act, nigga get clapped
I don't get down with you niggaz that
So all that yikkety yak, a front, gun clickety clack
it hard for you niggaz that rap
'Cause you gotta pick up the slack
Pick up a pack or pick up a

You ain't think my flow could pick up like
The way I stick to a track, the impeller gettin' hit a bat
One bring your shit to your lap
And make you in your slacks
Your body shape forever zip and your

Let me tell you the difference in rap
And the difference is street, that creep
your shit with the heat
If I find out a nigga soft and he
I'm knockin' 'em off their
Snatchin' his bitch and ridin' off his jeep

(Oh, you don't know who the I be?)
Oh, it's the L, O, N, representin' the NYC
(Any disrespect my G's)
Son a get jacked, nigga get crapped, even dumped in the sea

(Oh, you don't know what the I know?)
it come to the dough, nigga I'ma pro, when I step to them hoe's
(Oh, you don't know what the I do?)
To a nigga like you thinkin' your crew gon' do to Loon

Uh, yeah, aiyo you like you seen stacks
Deep down, a clown and you don't need to feed back
Hey, yo, y'all need to ease back
Now how you come with guns and your ones
And your sons like you gats

Niggaz don't believe that, and them bitches don't believe
why you ride with your seat back
Niggaz don't you, they probably put a bullet right through
Ya motherfuckin' with they rifle, niggaz livin' trifle

And last year 'round this time, we did it to a just like you
Lean the Eiffel, scream on you like your wife do
on you like the ice do, I might seem like a nice dude
Even though niggaz know, got a nigga eighteen that'll you
Split ass crack, picture we waitin' on ass cap
When you could get it the last cat, rat a tat, tat

(Oh, you don't who the fuck I be?)
Oh, the L, double O, N, representin' the NYC
(Any disrespect my G's)
Son a nigga get jacked, nigga get crapped, dumped in the sea

(Oh, you don't know what the I know?)
it come to the dough, nigga I'ma pro, when I step to them hoe's
(Oh, you don't know what the I do?)
To a like you thinkin' your crew gon' do somethin' to Loon

(Oh, you know who the fuck I be?)
Oh, it's the L, double O, N, the NYC
(Any nigga my G's)
Son a nigga get jacked, nigga get crapped, dumped in the sea

(Oh, you know what the fuck I know?)
When it come to the dough, nigga I'ma pro, when I to them hoe's
(Oh, you don't know what the I do?)
To a nigga like you thinkin' crew gon' do somethin' to Loon