U Don`t Know

Turn my music high, high, high, high-er You don't know what you're doing, doing, doing Sure I do Verse 1 I'm from the streets where the hood could swallow 'em And bullets'll follow 'em And there's so much coke that you could run the slalom And cops comb this 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 Interlude I��am��Hov You don't know what you're doing, doing, doing Sure I do Verse 2 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 Interlude R��O��C You don't know what you're doing, doing, doing That's where you're wrong Verse 3 I came into this motherfucker a hundred grand strong Nine to be exact, from grindin' G-packs Put this shit in motion, ain't no rewindin' me back Could make 40 off a brick, but one rhyme could beat that And if somebody woulda told 'em that Hov' would sell clothing 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 Momma ain't raised no fool Put me anywhere on God's green earth, I'll triple my worth Interlude Motherfucker, I��will��not��lose You don't know what you're doing, doing, doing Put somethin' on it Verse 4 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 Dickface, get your shit straight, fucker, this is Big Jay Outro I�� hahahaha You don't know what you're doing, doing, doing Will��not��lose��ever Fucker