JAY-Z - U Don’t Know lyrics
[JAY-Z - U Don’t Know lyrics]
Turn my music high, high, high, higher
(You don't know what you're
Doin' doin' doin') sure, I do
I'm from the streets where the
Hood could swallow 'em and
Bullets'd follow 'em and
There's so much coke that you
Could run the slalom
And cops comb the shit top to bottom
And say that we are prone to violence
But it's home sweet home
Where personalities clash and
Chrome meets chrome
The coke prices up and down
Like it's Wall Street, holmes
But this is worse than the Dow Jones
Your brains are now blown
All over that brown Brougham, one slip
You are now gone welcome to Hell
Where you are welcome to sell
But when them shells come
You better return 'em all scars, we earn 'em
All cars
We learn 'em like the back of our hand
We watch for cops hoppin' out
The back of vans
Wear a G on my chest, I don't need Dapper Dan
This ain't a sewn outfit, holmes
Holmes is about it
Was clappin' them flamers before
I became famous for playin' me
Y'all shall forever remain nameless
I am Hov (You don't know what you're
Doin' doin' doin') sure I do
I tell you the difference between me and them
They tryin' to get they ones
I'm tryin' to get them M's
One million, two million, three million, four
In just five years, forty million more
You are now lookin' at the forty million boy
I'm rapin' Def Jam 'til I'm
The hundred million man
R-O-C (You don't know what you're doin' doin' doin')
That's where you're wrong
I came into this motherfucker
Hundred grand strong
Nine to be exact, from grindin' G packs
Put this shit in motion
Ain't no rewindin' me back
Could make forty off a brick
But one rhyme could beat that
And if somebody woulda told 'em
That Hov would sell clothin'
Not in this lifetime, wasn't in my right mind
That's another difference that's between
Me and them i smarten up, open the market up
One million, two million, three million, four
In eighteen months, eighty million more
Now add that number up with
The one I said before
You are now lookin' at one smart Black boy
Mama ain't raise no fool
Put me anywhere on God's green
Earth, I'll triple my worth, motherfucker
I will not lose (You don't know what you're
Doin' doin' doin') put somethin' on it
I sell ice in the winter, I sell fire in Hell
I am a hustler, baby
I'll sell water to a whale
I was born to get cake
Move on and switch states
Cop the coupe with the roof
Gone and switch plates
Was born to dictate, never follow orders
Dick face get your shit straight, fucker
This is Big Jay
I hahahaha (You don't know what you're
Doin' doin' doin') will not lose, ever
Fucker
(You don't know what you're
Doin' doin' doin') sure, I do
I'm from the streets where the
Hood could swallow 'em and
Bullets'd follow 'em and
There's so much coke that you
Could run the slalom
And cops comb the shit top to bottom
And say that we are prone to violence
But it's home sweet home
Where personalities clash and
Chrome meets chrome
The coke prices up and down
Like it's Wall Street, holmes
But this is worse than the Dow Jones
Your brains are now blown
All over that brown Brougham, one slip
You are now gone welcome to Hell
Where you are welcome to sell
But when them shells come
You better return 'em all scars, we earn 'em
All cars
We learn 'em like the back of our hand
We watch for cops hoppin' out
The back of vans
Wear a G on my chest, I don't need Dapper Dan
This ain't a sewn outfit, holmes
Holmes is about it
Was clappin' them flamers before
I became famous for playin' me
Y'all shall forever remain nameless
I am Hov (You don't know what you're
Doin' doin' doin') sure I do
I tell you the difference between me and them
They tryin' to get they ones
I'm tryin' to get them M's
One million, two million, three million, four
In just five years, forty million more
You are now lookin' at the forty million boy
I'm rapin' Def Jam 'til I'm
The hundred million man
R-O-C (You don't know what you're doin' doin' doin')
That's where you're wrong
I came into this motherfucker
Hundred grand strong
Nine to be exact, from grindin' G packs
Put this shit in motion
Ain't no rewindin' me back
Could make forty off a brick
But one rhyme could beat that
And if somebody woulda told 'em
That Hov would sell clothin'
Not in this lifetime, wasn't in my right mind
That's another difference that's between
Me and them i smarten up, open the market up
One million, two million, three million, four
In eighteen months, eighty million more
Now add that number up with
The one I said before
You are now lookin' at one smart Black boy
Mama ain't raise no fool
Put me anywhere on God's green
Earth, I'll triple my worth, motherfucker
I will not lose (You don't know what you're
Doin' doin' doin') put somethin' on it
I sell ice in the winter, I sell fire in Hell
I am a hustler, baby
I'll sell water to a whale
I was born to get cake
Move on and switch states
Cop the coupe with the roof
Gone and switch plates
Was born to dictate, never follow orders
Dick face get your shit straight, fucker
This is Big Jay
I hahahaha (You don't know what you're
Doin' doin' doin') will not lose, ever
Fucker