U Don't Know 创作者：
Jay-z

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Verse 1
Am Am 
 
Turn my music high, high,
Em Em 
 
high, higher
(You don't know what you're
Dm Dm 
 
doing,  doing, doing)
Sure I do

Verse 2
Dm Dm 
 
I'm from the streets where the hood could
Am Am 
 
Dm Dm 
 
Am Am 
 
swallow 'em and
Bullets'll follow 'em and
There's so much coke that
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
you could run the slalom
And cops comb the shit top to bottom
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
C C 
 
Am Am 
 
They say that we  are prone to violence,
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
G G 
 
but it's home sweet home
Am Am 
 
Where personalities clash
and chrome meets chrome
The coke prices up and down
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
like it's Wall Street, holmes
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
But this is  worse than the Dow Jones,
C C 
 
your brains are now blown
Am Am 
 
All over that brown Brougham,
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
one slip, you are now gone
Welcome to Hell,
where you are welcome to sell
C C 
 
Am Am 
 
But when them shells come,
G G 
 
you better return 'em
Am Am 
 
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
All scars, we  earn 'em
G G 
 
All cars, we learn 'em like
Am Am 
 
C C 
 
Am Am 
 
the back of our hand
We watch for cops hopping
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
out the back of  vans
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
Wear a G on my chest,
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
C C 
 
I don't need Dapper Dan
Am Am 
 
This ain't a sewn outfit, holmes,
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
G G 
 
holmes is  about it
Am Am 
 
Was clapping them flamers before
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
C C 
 
I became famous
Em Em 
 
For playing me,
Dm Dm 
 
y'all shall forever remain nameless (you don't know)

Verse 3

I am Hov (what you're doing,

doing, doing)

Sure I do

Verse 4
Am Am 
 
I tell you the difference between
G G 
 
me and them
Am Am 
 
They're trying to get their ones,
I'm trying to get them Ms
One million, two million,
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
G G 
 
three million, four
Am Am 
 
Dm Dm 
 
Am Am 
 
In  just five years,
forty million more
You are now looking at the forty
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
G G 
 
million boy
Am Am 
 
I'm raping Def Jam 'til I'm
C C 
 
the hundred million man

Verse 5

R-O-C (you don't don't know what you're doing,

doing, doing)

Verse 6
That's where you're wrong
Am Am 
 
I came into this motherfucker
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
G G 
 
hundred grand strong
Am Am 
 
Nine to be exact,
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
from grinding G-packs
C C 
 
Am Am 
 
Put Put this shit in motion,
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
ain't no rewinding me back
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
Could make forty off a brick,
but one rhyme could beat that
C C 
 
Am Am 
 
And if somebody woulda told 'em
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
G G 
 
that Hov would sell clothing
Am Am 
 
Not in this lifetime,
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
C C 
 
wasn't in my right mind
Am Am 
 
That's another difference that's
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
G G 
 
between me and them, ha
Am Am 
 
I smarten up,
Dm Dm 
 
Am Am 
 
open the market up
One million, two million, three million, four
In eighteen months, eighty million more
Now add that number up with
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
the one I said before
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
You are now looking at
C C 
 
one smart black boy
Am Am 
 
Mama ain't raised no fool
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
Put me  anywhere on God's
green earth
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
C C 
 
Em Em 
 
I'll triple my worth, motherfucker

Verse 7

I will not lose (you don't know what you're doing,

doing, doing)

Put something on it

Verse 8
Am Am 
 
I sell ice in the winter,
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
G G 
 
I sell fire in Hell
Am Am 
 
I am a hustler, baby,
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
I'll sell water to a well
C C 
 
Am Am 
 
I was born to get cake,
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
move on and switch states
Cop the coupe with the roof
gone and switch plates
Was born to dictate,
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
never follow orders, dick face
Get your shit straight,
G G 
 
Am Am 
 
C C 
 
fucker, this is Big Jay

Verse 9

I, hahaha (you don't know what you're doing,

doing, doing)

Will not lose, ever

Fucker

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