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

Turn my music high, high, high,

I'm from the where the
Hood swallow a man, bullets'll follow a man
There's so much that you could run the slalom
And cops comb the shit top to
They say that we are prone to violence, but it's home sweet
personalities crash and chrome meets chrome
The coke prices up and down like it's Wall Street
But this is worse than the Dow Jones your are now blown
All over that brown Brougham, one you are now gone
to hell where you are welcome to sell
But when shells come you better return '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
Wear a G on my chest, I need Dapper Dan
This a sewn outfit homes, homes is about it
Was clapping them flamers before I famous
For playing me y'all shall forever nameless
I am

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

I came this motherfucker a hundred grand strong
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 could that
And if would of told 'em that Hov' would sell clothing
Heh, not in lifetime, wasn't in my right mind
That's another that's between me and them
Heh, I'm up, open the market up
One million, two million, million, four
In eighteen months, eighty million
Now add that number up with the one I said
You are now at one smart black boy
Momma raised no fool
Put me anywhere on God's earth, I'll triple my worth
Motherfucker, I, will, not,

I sell ice in the winter, I sell in hell
I am a baby, I'll sell water to a well
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 shit straight, fucker is Big Jay

Will, not, lose, ever, fucker!