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Ima tell y'all sucka as* somethin'
First of all nigg*
Look here dogg
CHORUS
You might've seen me in the streets,
but nigg* you dont know me
When you holla this beef,
remember you dont know me
Save all that hatin and tha poppin
nigg* you dont know me
Quit tellin youz my partner nigg*
you don't know me
Don't be a groupie keep it movin,
nigg* you dont know me
Hey I aint trippin cuz the truth is really,
you dont know me
Yeah you know they call me T.I.
but you dont know me
You be hatin an i see why
cause you dont know me
(verse)
I think its time I made a song for who dont 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 actin bad you gone have to show me
You gon' make me bring the Chevy to a real slow creep
My hangin out the window mouth full of gold teeth
When the guns start poppin wonder when its gone cease
Chopper hit you in the side an create a slow leak
We been in the speculation but today we gone see
Whats the future of a p*ssy nigg* hatin on me
I give a fk 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
fk ya thoughts and ya feelings nigg* you dont know me
Chorus 1x
(Verse 2)
Hey once again let me remind you nigg* you don't know me
So dont be walkin up and asking whats the deal on a key
I dont 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 girls 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.
Thats the only shot we got at gettin Cap back on the streets
chorus
(hook)
you see a nigg* hating on a G
ask him what it's gonna be
What you lookin at p*ssy nigg* you don't know me
At the club and the streets- or wherever we should meet
Its choppers chopping, pistols popping,
nigg* you dont know me
you see a nigg* hating on a G
ask him what it's gon be
What you lookin at p*ssy nigg* you don't no me
At the club and the streets- or wherever we should meet
Its choppers chopping, pistol popping,
nigg* you dont know me
chorus
grand hustle pimp
urban legend comin soon
the wait is over homie
psc pimpin
yo
you dont know me yall
