U Don't Know

you don't know what you're doing sure i do

i'm from the streets where the hood can swallow on me

bullets will follow on me

there's so much ** that you can run to slalom

the cops come to ** top the bottom

they say that we are prone to violence

but it's home sweet home

where personalities clash and chrome meets chrome

the ** prices up and down like it's wall street homes

but this is worse than the dow jones

your brains are now blown all over that brown broom

one slip you are now gone welcome to hell

where you belong you are welcome to sell

but when them shells come

you better return them

all scars we earn them

all cars we learn them like the back of our hand

we watch for cops hopping out the back of van

wear a g on my chest i don't need that for damn

this ain't a sold outfit homes

homes is about it was clapping them flamers

before i became famous for playing me

y'all shall forever remain nameless

i am sure i do

i tell you the difference between me and them

they tryna get they ones i'm tryna get them m's

one million two million three million four in

just five years forty million more

you are now looking at the forty million boy

i'm raping def jam till i'm the hundred million man

r o c

i swear you're wrong i came into this

** hundred grand strong nine to be exact

from grinding cheap packs

put this ** in motion

ain't no rewinding me back

could make forty off a brick

but one rhyme could beat that

and if somebody would've told them

that ho would sell clothing

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 looking at me one smart black boy

mama ain't raise no fool

put me anywhere on god's green earth i triple my worth

** will not what you do do do

put something on it

i sell ice in the winter

i sell fire in hell

i am a hustler baby

i sell water to a well

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

** face get your ** straight ** all this is big j

i you don't know what you do will not lose ever ever

do you believe it