Luyện nghe bài hát You Don't Know

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

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

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

Niggaz was thirsty, jumped out the
the fuck up, it cost they friends yo
'Cause how friends go
But niggaz get they ends yo
about the nigga that lent yo

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

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

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

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

I'm Puff let me get to my gat
'Cause now I'm 'bout to 'em my pack
Get in the 'Lac, sit in the
Ride around with my in my lap

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

You ain't think my flow could pick up like
The way I stick to a track, the impeller hit with 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, niggaz that
Bust your shit the heat
If I find out a nigga and he sweet
I'm knockin' 'em off their
Snatchin' his bitch and ridin' off with his

(Oh, you know who the fuck I be?)
Oh, it's the L, O, N, representin' the NYC
(Any disrespect 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 I'ma pro, when I step to hoe's
(Oh, you don't know what the I do?)
To a nigga you thinkin' your crew gon' do somethin' to Loon

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

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

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

(Oh, you don't who the fuck I be?)
Oh, it's the L, double O, N, the NYC
(Any disrespect 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 to the dough, nigga I'ma pro, when I step to them hoe's
(Oh, you know what the fuck I do?)
To a nigga like you thinkin' your crew gon' do to Loon

(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 the fuck I know?)
it come to the dough, nigga I'ma pro, when I step to them hoe's
(Oh, you know what the fuck I do?)
To a nigga like you thinkin' your crew gon' do somethin' to