You Don't Know Me lyrics
Ima tell y'all sucka ass niggas somethin'
First of all nigga Look here dogg {CHORUS} You might've seen me in the streets, But nigga you don't know me When you holla this beef, Remember you don't know me Save all that hatin and tha poppin Nigga you don't know me Quit tellin Niggaz youz my partner nigga You don't know me Don't be a groupie keep it movin, Nigga you don't know me Hey I aint trippin 'cause the truth is really, You don't know me Yeah you know they call me T.I. But you don't know me You be hatin an i see why Cause you don't know me (verse) I think it's time I made a song for niggas who don't know me I graduated out the streets, Im a real O.G. I been trappin shootin pistols since I stood 4 feet So all you niggas actin bad you gone have to show me You gon' make me bring the Chevy to a real slow creep My niggas hangin out the window mouth full of gold teeth When the guns start poppin wonder when it's gone cease Chopper hit you in the side an create a slow leak We been in the speculation but today we gone see What's the future of a pussy nigga hatin on me I give a fuck about the fed's investigation on me I don't care that they at my shows and they waitin on me Ima keep on flossin poppin long as Toomp is on the beat Tell polices i aint stoppin Im a keep it in the streets Contrary to your beliefs I'm as real as you can be Fuck ya thoughts and ya feelings nigga you don't know me Chorus 1x (Verse 2) Hey once again let me remind you nigga you don't know me So don't be walkin up and asking what's the deal on a key I don't know if you wearing wires you could be the police If I was slangin blow you couldn't get a O.Z. See me and the PSC fallin through at a show deep Police holdin up the door cause they know we tote heat I jus wanna ride wit C, blowin dro in the fleet Or wit clan by the dozen different bitches in a week I jus wanna chill wit Kuntry an his daddy Freddie G Ballin out at anytime at any store and spend a G I wanna ball in the Bahamas courtesy of K.T. MacBoney gotta mill well as Dolla D.P. A.K. house on the hill right next to J.G. Every week meet at a falant restaurant and eat free Get Inda paid, Lil Greg and B. That's the only shot we got at gettin Cap back on the streets {chorus} (hook) You see a nigga hating on a G Ask him what it's gonna be What you lookin at pussy nigga you don't know me At the club and the streets- or wherever we should meet Its choppers chopping, pistols popping, Nigga you don't know me You see a nigga hating on a G Ask him what it's gon be What you lookin at pussy nigga you don't no me At the club and the streets- or wherever we should meet Its choppers chopping, pistol popping, Nigga you don't know me {chorus} Grand hustle pimp Urban legend comin soon The wait is over homie Psc pimpin Yo You don't know me yall
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