U Don't Know
Jay-Z feat. Beyonce Knowles Lyrics


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(I'm not trying to be nosey babe, oh no)
We gotta let this one breathe, Just
Just let it breathe for a sec
(I'm not trying to give you no advice)
Yup, Hovi's home
The newest edition to the Roc
(I don't plan to be no philosopher)
M.O.P.
The Blueprint 2 is on its way
I know ya hear my footsteps out there, I'm comin'
(But I still know this is the life, baby, baby)
Let's go get 'em Just

Time to duck, fire
Duck, fire, duck, fire
Duck, fire, duck, fire

You don't know what you're doing, doing, doing, doing

It's the MOP (yes)
And the zip-code is
1 (1), 2 (2), 3 (3)
And motherfucker we comin', a hunnid miles and gunnin'
I'm still runnin' with cats that rob
From the era of XL 80's and hatchback Saabs
(Same game) Operation for this industry lock down
We still tote hammers that go blak-ow
Run up if you wanna, believe me dog
These hammers with they owners, fuck ya G up
Have ya with blue Pampers in a coma, and
Your family now moan, look, 70 pounds gone
A little fuck, shriveled up with a hospital gown on
(We holdin' it down holmes) Keep pushin' we fell, bastards
To get over, we prowl with slippery shell tactics
Chipity frail bastards, your tracks need tune-ups
Lil' nigglet, what the fuck you recordin' for, Nick Jr?
(The game ain't changed) It just got harder
Plus we sponsored by Laze, Dame Dash and Mr. S. Carter
Brownsville (yep), we stomp in this bitch all day
Rock with my cock out, face the crowd and piss off stage

Uh, uh, uh
I'm from the G side of thangs
Where we ride and bang, with a heat that'll flame
That's how we got the name (warriors)
Embedded in ya brain, and someone should be tellin 'em
The veterans have came, and we're better in the game
You better make it rain (27 a grams)
My man, it's better than cocaine, now everything will change
In this family we'll rule the world
And you haters can eat a dick up 'til you hiccup and hurl
A decade on the grind, nigga I paid mine
So it's my time to shine and for you can ride the pine
I wont sit back and rap like these dumb ass kids
I been around, I put it down, I ain't these young ass kids
(MOP) The OG's repped and survived around this motherfucker
(First family) We kept it live around this motherfucker
When it's crunch time, we do it our wizzay
For shizzle my nigga, learned to grip pistols in BK

Turn my music high, high, high, high-er

Mo' fire, more Rocawear attire
Mo' money, mo' murder now that M.O.P.'s hired
Mo' further for The Roc empire, y'all won't serve us
Y'all nervous, know them guns on full service, ready to fire
One body, two body, three body, four
Young sittin' on paper, I'm above the law
Young shittin' on haters, I ain't fuckin' with y'all
For my Brownsville neighbors, How About Some Hardcore?
And it just get worser, every time I sign my signature in cursive
Just add another million to these verses
One million, two million, three million, four
And the money's really worthless, I'm pissin' you off on purpose
My nephew's situated, and my mom straight
So I'm ready for whatever drama should come my way
And you niggas rappin' to me, so your drama is fake
You dudes is noodles, I got more ziti to bake
You dudes is cake, I keep two biscuits on the waist
Razor blades under the tongue, I will eat your face
Appetite for destruction, I am starving today
Got a money hungry lawyer that'll eat the case
And that's just food for thought, don't let it go to waste
Nigga bite the bullet until you stuffing your face, ha
I done forgot more than you ever learned
What you don't know will make your home a permanent urn, nigga

Do you believe it?
You don't know what you're doing, doing, doing, doing
Do you believe it?




You don't know what you're doing, doing, doing, doing
Do you believe it?

Overall Meaning

The song "U Don't Know" by Jay-Z featuring M.O.P. is a classic hip-hop song that talks about the prowess and dominance of the artists in the rap game. The song opens with a dialogue between Jay-Z and his girl, suggesting that he is coming back into the rap game and that people should let him breathe for a while. Jay-Z mentions his association with Roc, indicating that he's one of the newest additions to the Roc crew, while M.O.P. talks about how they are from zip codes 1, 2, and 3 and are coming with an intent to conquer whatever comes their way.


The repeated hook "You don't know what you're doing, doing, doing" could be interpreted in multiple ways. Firstly, to imply that other rappers in the game are not on their level or that they are not as proficient. Secondly, it could be an expression of warning to the audience, suggesting that they have to be cautious before stepping into the rap game.


In the second verse, M.O.P. boasts of their longevity in the game, having been in the industry since the era of XL 80's and hatchback Saabs, while still being relevant today. The artists employ lyrical weapons and metaphors to demonstrate their reputation and status in the industry, showing a sense of dominance as they target the rest of the rappers in the game.


Overall, the song has a gritty and aggressive tone, reflecting the street life and dominance of the artists, which is typical of the rap music genre.


Line by Line Meaning

Time to duck, fire
It's time to take cover and shoot back


Duck, fire, duck, fire
Repeatedly ducking to avoid getting hit and then firing back


You don't know what you're doing, doing, doing, doing
You lack knowledge and expertise in your actions


It's the MOP (yes)
We are M.O.P. (Mash Out Posse)


And the zip-code is
Referring to their origin or neighborhood


1 (1), 2 (2), 3 (3)
Specifically indicating their location


And motherfucker we comin', a hunnid miles and gunnin'
We are approaching aggressively and with great force


I'm still runnin' with cats that rob
I am still associated with people who engage in theft


From the era of XL 80's and hatchback Saabs
Referring to a time when large cars and hatchbacks were popular


Operation for this industry lock down
Executing a plan to establish control over the music industry


We still tote hammers that go blak-ow
We still carry guns that make loud noises when fired


Run up if you wanna, believe me dog
If you dare to approach us, be prepared for the consequences


These hammers with they owners, fuck ya G up
These guns and their owners will severely harm or kill you


Have ya with blue Pampers in a coma, and
Cause you to be in a coma and wearing adult diapers


Your family now moan, look, 70 pounds gone
Your family will mourn your loss, as you will die and lose significant weight


A little fuck, shriveled up with a hospital gown on
Referring to the person as insignificant, weak, and sickly


(We holdin' it down holmes) Keep pushin' we fell, bastards
We are maintaining our position and persevering despite setbacks


To get over, we prowl with slippery shell tactics
To succeed, we use crafty and evasive strategies


Chipity frail bastards, your tracks need tune-ups
The quality of your music is weak and requires improvement


Lil' nigglet, what the fuck you recordin' for, Nick Jr?
Why are you, a small and insignificant artist, even trying to record music?


(The game ain't changed) It just got harder
The nature of the music industry hasn't changed, it has become more difficult


Plus we sponsored by Laze, Dame Dash and Mr. S. Carter
We have influential figures backing us, including Laze, Dame Dash, and Jay-Z (Mr. S. Carter)


Brownsville (yep), we stomp in this bitch all day
We dominate and assert our presence in Brownsville


Rock with my cock out, face the crowd and piss off stage
Perform confidently and provocatively, disregarding the audience's reaction


I'm from the G side of thangs
I come from the gangster side of things


Where we ride and bang, with a heat that'll flame
We engage in gang activities with powerful firearms


That's how we got the name (warriors)
Our reputation as warriors stems from our actions


Embedded in ya brain, and someone should be tellin 'em
Our identity as warriors is deeply ingrained in people's minds, and someone should remind them


The veterans have came, and we're better in the game
We, the experienced individuals, have arrived and are superior in the game


You better make it rain (27 a grams)
You better generate a significant amount of money


My man, it's better than cocaine, now everything will change
Making money is more satisfying and addictive than cocaine, and it will lead to significant changes


In this family we'll rule the world
Within our collective, we will establish dominance globally


And you haters can eat a dick up 'til you hiccup and hurl
Those who dislike us can endure unpleasant experiences until they vomit


A decade on the grind, nigga I paid mine
I have tirelessly worked for ten years and earned what I deserve


So it's my time to shine and for you can ride the pine
Now it's my turn to succeed and for you to take a backseat


I wont sit back and rap like these dumb ass kids
I refuse to adopt the style of unintelligent young artists


I been around, I put it down, I ain't these young ass kids
I have been in the game for a while, I have made significant contributions, and I am not like these young, inexperienced artists


(MOP) The OG's repped and survived around this motherfucker
M.O.P. (Mash Out Posse) are the original gangsters who represented and thrived in this environment


(First family) We kept it live around this motherfucker
As the first family of hip-hop, we have maintained an exciting and vibrant presence in this industry


When it's crunch time, we do it our wizzay
During critical moments, we handle things in our unique and successful way


For shizzle my nigga, learned to grip pistols in BK
Indeed, my friend, I acquired the skill of handling firearms in Brooklyn


Turn my music high, high, high, high-er
Increase the volume and intensity of my music


Mo' fire, more Rocawear attire
Producing more impressive work and wearing clothing from Rocawear


Mo' money, mo' murder now that M.O.P.'s hired
More wealth and more killings occur when M.O.P. is involved


Mo' further for The Roc empire, y'all won't serve us
We will expand The Roc empire even more, and you won't be able to compete with us


Y'all nervous, know them guns on full service, ready to fire
You are anxious because you know our guns are loaded and ready to be used


One body, two body, three body, four
We are responsible for multiple deaths


Young sittin' on paper, I'm above the law
As a wealthy individual, I have power and influence that surpasses the law


Young shittin' on haters, I ain't fuckin' with y'all
I am disrespecting and disregarding those who hate on me


For my Brownsville neighbors, How About Some Hardcore?
This is dedicated to my fellow residents of Brownsville, who appreciate hardcore music


And it just get worser, every time I sign my signature in cursive
The situation becomes more intense and difficult every time I sign my name with a flourish


Just add another million to these verses
Just add another million dollars to the value of these lyrics


One million, two million, three million, four
Indicating the growth of wealth from one million to four million


And the money's really worthless, I'm pissin' you off on purpose
Despite the large amounts of money, it holds little value, and I am intentionally provoking anger in you


My nephew's situated, and my mom straight
My nephew is financially stable, and my mother is taken care of


So I'm ready for whatever drama should come my way
I am prepared to face any challenges or conflicts that come my way


And you niggas rappin' to me, so your drama is fake
Your attempts to confront me through rap are inauthentic and insincere


You dudes is noodles, I got more ziti to bake
You guys are weak and insignificant, while I have more money to make


You dudes is cake, I keep two biscuits on the waist
You guys are soft and easy targets, while I carry two guns for protection


Razor blades under the tongue, I will eat your face
I am so ruthless that I would harm you by biting and consuming your face with razor blades hidden in my mouth


Appetite for destruction, I am starving today
I have an intense desire to cause chaos and destruction


Got a money hungry lawyer that'll eat the case
I have a lawyer who is motivated by money and will easily win any legal case


And that's just food for thought, don't let it go to waste
That information should be carefully considered and not ignored


Nigga bite the bullet until you stuffing your face, ha
Endure the pain and hardship until it becomes overwhelming


I done forgot more than you ever learned
I have knowledge and experience that surpasses what you have ever acquired


What you don't know will make your home a permanent urn, nigga
What you lack knowledge of will lead to your demise and turning your home into a grave


Do you believe it?
Are you able to accept and comprehend it?


You don't know what you're doing, doing, doing, doing
You lack understanding and competence in your actions


Do you believe it?
Are you able to accept and comprehend it?


You don't know what you're doing, doing, doing, doing
You lack understanding and competence in your actions


Do you believe it?
Are you able to accept and comprehend it?




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Jamal Grinnage, James Smith, Eric Murry, Shawn Carter, E Murry, S Carter

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@Cristina-24

Lyrics: Bonnie & Clyde

Uhh, uhh, uhh
You ready B? Let's go get 'em
Look for me, Young, B, cruising down the Westside highway
Doing what we like to do, our, way
Eyes behind shades, this necklace the reason
All of my dates been blind dates
But today, I got my thoroughest girl wit me
I'm mashing the gas, she's grabbing the wheel
It's true to the heart, she rides with me
The new Bobby and Whitney
Only time we don't speak is during 'Sex and the City'
She gets Carrie fever but soon as the show is over
She's right back to being my soldier
'Cause mami's a rider and I'm a roller
Put us together, how they gon' stop both us?
What ever she lacks, I'm right over her shoulder
When I'm off track mami is keeping me focused
So let's, lock this down like it's supposed to be
The '03 Bonnie & Clyde, Hov' and B
All I need in this life of sin, is me and my girlfriend
Down to ride 'til the very end, it's me and my boyfriend
All I need in this life of sin, is me and my girlfriend
Down to ride 'til the very end, it's me and my boyfriend
The problem is, you dudes treat the one that you loving
With the same respect that you treat the one that you humping
Now they 'bout nothing if ever you mad about something
It won't be that, oh no it won't be that
I don't be at, places where we comfy at
With no be-atch, oh no, you won't see that
And no, I ain't perfect, nobody walking this earth's surface is
But girlfriend, work with the kid
I keep you working at Kermain, Birkin Bag
Manolo Blahnik Timbs, aviator lens
600 drops, Mercedes Benz
The only time you wear Burberry to swim
And I don't have to worry, only worry is him
She do anything necessary for him
And I do anything necessary for her
So don't let the necessary occur, yep
All I need in this life of sin, is me and my girlfriend
Down to ride 'til the very end, it's me and my boyfriend
All I need in this life of sin, is me and my girlfriend
Down to ride 'til the very end, it's me and my boyfriend
If I was your girlfriend
I'll be there for you, if somebody hurts you
Even if it's somebody takes my place
Yeah-hee
(Break it down for 'em)
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be
And so I put this on my life
Nobody or nothing will ever come between us
And I promise I'll give my life
And all of my trust if you was my boyfriend
Put this on my life
The air that I breathe in, all that I believe in
I promise I'll give my life
And all of my trust if you was my boyfriend
All I need in this life of sin, is me and my girlfriend
Down to ride 'til the very end, it's me and my boyfriend
All I need in this life of sin, is me and my girlfriend
Down to ride 'til the very end, it's me and my boyfriend



@30abdelkader

Uh, uh, uh
You ready, B?
Let's go get 'em
Look for me
Young, B, cruisin' down the Westside Highway
Doin' what we like to do, our way
Eyes behind shades
This necklace the reason all of my dates been blind dates
But today I got my thoroughest girl with me
I'm mashin' the gas, she's grabbin' the wheel, it's trippy
How hard she rides with me, the new Bobby and Whitney
Only time we don't speak is during "Sex and the City"
She gets Carrie fever, but soon as the show's over
She's right back to being my soldier
'Cause mami's a rider and I'm a roller
Put us together, how they gon' stop both us?
Whatever she lacks, I'm right over her shoulder
When I'm off track, mami is keepin' me focused
So let's lock this down like it's supposed to be
The '03 Bonnie and Clyde: Hov' and B, holla
All I need in this life of sin is me and my girlfriend (me and my girlfriend)
Down to ride 'til the very end, is me and my boyfriend (me and my boyfriend) (that's right)
All I need in this life of sin is me and my girlfriend (me and my girlfriend) (look for me)
Down to ride 'til the very end, is me and my boyfriend (me and my boyfriend)
The problem is, you dudes treat the one that you lovin'
With the same respect that you treat the one that you humpin'
That ain't 'bout nothin'
If ever you mad about somethin'
It won't be that, oh no, it won't be that
I don't be at places where we comfy at
With no beatch, oh no, you won't see that
And no, I ain't perfect
Nobody walkin' this earth's surface is
But, girlfriend, work with the kid
I keep you workin' that Hermès Birkin bag
Manolo Blahnik Timbs, Aviator lens
600 drops, Mercedes Benz
The only time you wear Burberry to swim
And I don't have to worry, only worry is him
She do anything necessary for him
And I do anything necessary for her
So don't let the necessary occur, yep
All I need in this life of sin is me and my girlfriend (me and my girlfriend)
Down to ride 'til the very end, is me and my boyfriend (me and my boyfriend) (that's right)
All I need in this life of sin is me and my girlfriend (me and my girlfriend) (look for me)
Down to ride 'til the very end, is me and my boyfriend (me and my boyfriend)
If I was your girlfriend
I'll be there for you, if somebody hurts you
Even if that somebody was me (that's right!)
Yeah-hee (break it down for 'em, B!)
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be
And so I put this on my life
Nobody or nothing will ever come between us
And I promise I'll give my life
My love and my trust if you was my boyfriend (one more time!)
It's on my life
The air that I breathe in, all that I believe in
I promise I'll give my life
My love and my trust if you was my boyfriend
All I need in this life of sin is me and my girlfriend (me and my girlfriend)
Down to ride 'til the very end, is me and my boyfriend (me and my boyfriend) (that's right)
All I need in this life of sin is me and my girlfriend (me and my girlfriend)
Down to ride 'til the very end, is me and my boyfriend (me and my boyfriend)



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@ColinsTravels

I almost forgot this song until I saw the Airbnb commercial with that old couple on what looks like a trip overseas. What a classic song!

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Snap

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Cap!

@annb.2106

Same

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lol that's why I'm here as well

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That’s why I’m here

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Who's here In 2024? You Living Legends!

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Me ha ha

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Me!!

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Legends we here!!!!

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