U Don't Know: accordi di
Jay-z
Jay-z

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Verse 1
Cm
Turn my music high, high,
Gm
high, higher
(You don't know what you're
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doing, doing, doing)
Sure I do
Verse 2
Fm
I'm from the streets where the hood could
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swallow 'em and
Bullets'll follow 'em and
There's so much coke that
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Cm
you could run the slalom
And cops comb the shit top to bottom
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Eb
Cm
They say that we are prone to violence,
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but it's home sweet home
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Where personalities clash
and chrome meets chrome
The coke prices up and down
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Cm
like it's Wall Street, holmes
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Cm
But this is worse than the Dow Jones,
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your brains are now blown
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All over that brown Brougham,
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Cm
one slip, you are now gone
Welcome to Hell,
where you are welcome to sell
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Cm
But when them shells come,
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you better return 'em
Cm
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All scars, we earn 'em
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All cars, we learn 'em like
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the back of our hand
We watch for cops hopping
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out the back of vans
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Cm
Wear a G on my chest,
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Cm
Eb
I don't need Dapper Dan
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This ain't a sewn outfit, holmes,
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holmes is about it
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Was clapping them flamers before
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I became famous
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For playing me,
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y'all shall forever remain nameless (you don't know)
Verse 3
Fm
I am Hov (what you're doing,
doing, doing)
Cm
Sure I do
Verse 4
Cm
I tell you the difference between
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me and them
Cm
They're trying to get their ones,
I'm trying to get them Ms
One million, two million,
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Cm
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three mil lion, four
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Fm
Cm
In just five years,
forty million more
You are now looking at the forty
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mil lion boy
Cm
I'm raping Def Jam 'til I'm
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the hundred million man
Verse 5
Gm
Fm
R-O-C (you don't don't know what you're doing,
doing, doing)
Verse 6
That's where you're wrong
Cm
I came into this motherfucker
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hundred grand strong
Cm
Nine to be exact,
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from grinding G-packs
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Cm
Put Put this shit in motion,
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Cm
ain't no rewinding me back
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Cm
Could make forty off a brick,
but one rhyme could beat that
Eb
Cm
And if somebody woulda told 'em
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Cm
Bb
that Hov would sell clothing
Cm
Not in this lifetime,
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Cm
Eb
wasn't in my right mind
Cm
That's another difference that's
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between me and them, ha
Cm
I smarten up,
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Cm
open the market up
One million, two million, three million, four
In eighteen months, eighty million more
Now add that number up with
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Cm
the one I said before
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Cm
You are now looking at
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one smart black boy
Cm
Mama ain't raised no fool
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Cm
Put me anywhere on God's
green earth
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Cm
Eb
Gm
I'll triple my worth, motherfucker
Verse 7
Gm
Fm
I will not lose (you don't know what you're doing,
doing, doing)
Put something on it
Verse 8
Cm
I sell ice in the winter,
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Cm
Bb
I sell fire in Hell
Cm
I am a hustler, baby,
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Cm
I'll sell water to a well
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Cm
I was born to get cake,
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Cm
Bb
Cm
move on and switch states
Cop the coupe with the roof
gone and switch plates
Was born to dictate,
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Cm
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Cm
never follow orders, dick face
Get your shit straight,
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Eb
fucker, this is Big Jay
Verse 9
Gm
Fm
I, hahaha (you don't know what you're doing,
doing, doing)
Cm
Fm
Will not lose, ever
Cm
Fucker
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