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T.I. - U Don't Know Me lyrics
I'm gonna tell you all sucker niggas something Who wants to follow me? Look here dawg [Chorus:] You might see me in the street But nigga you don't know me When you holla on the speak Remember you don't know me Save all the hating and the popping nigga you don't know me Quit telling niggas you're my partner Nigga you don't know me Don't be a groupie, keep it moving Nigga you don't know me Hey I ain't tripping but the truth is Really you don't know me If you gotta call me T.I. Then you don't know me You be hating and I see why 'cause you don't know me I think it's time I made a song for niggas who don't know me I graduated out the streets, I'm a real OG I've been trapping shooting pistols since I stood four feet So while you nigga's acting bad, you're gonna have to show me You're gonna make me bring a Chevy to a real slow creep My nigga's hanging out the window, mouth full of gold teeth When the gun's start popping, wonder when it's gonna cease Cap'll hit you on the side and create a slow leak We've been in the speculation 'cause today we're gonna see What's the future of a pussy nigga hating on me I give a fuck about the feds investigation on me I don't care they're at my shows and they're waiting on me I'm gonna keep a flossy popping long as to is on the beat Tell police that I ain't stopping I'mma keep it in the streets Contrary to your believes, I'm as real as you can be Fuck your thoughts and your feelings, nigga you don't know me. [Chorus] Hey once again let me remind you nigga you don't know me So don't be walking up and asking "what's the deal on a Ki." I don't know if you're wearing wires, you could be the police If I was slanging blow you couldn't get an OZ See me at the PSC follow through and the show deep Police holding up the door, 'cause they know we toat heat I just wanna wrap a C, blow a dro in a flee Only playing 'bout a dozen different bitches in a week I just wanna chill with country and his daddy Freddy G Balling out everytime, every stone is but a G Wanna ball in the Bahamas courtesy of KT Fact I only gotta Mill. as well as a dollar DP Ak house on the hill right next to JG Every week be there for lunch, busta blunt and eat free Get in day paid Lil Craig dead meat That's the only shot we got at getting cap back on the streets [Chorus] You see a nigga hating on a G Ask 'em what's it gonna be What are you looking at pussy nigga you don't know me? At the club, in the streets Or whereever we should meet It's chopper chopping pistols popping nigga you don't know me [2x] [Chorus] Grand Hustlin' Pimp Urban Legends Coming Soon The wait is over hommie PSC Pimping You don't know me dawg... |
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