U Don't Know Me

I'm a tell ya'll sucka niggas somethin

Who wants to follow me

Look here dawg

[Chorus]

You might see me in the street

But nigga you don't know me

When ya holla on the street

Rememba you don't know me

Save all the hatin and the poppin

nigga you don't know me

Quit tellin niggas you my partna

Nigga you don't know me

Don't be a groupie keep it movin

Nigga you don't know me

Hey I ain't trippin but the truth is

Really you don't know me

Ya you know they call me T.I.

But you don't know me

You be hatin and I see why

Cuz you don't know me

I think its time i made a song fo niggas who don't know me

I graduated at the streets, Ima real OG

I been trappin shootin pistols since I stood on four feet

So while you niggas actin bad, you gon have to show me

You gone make me bring a chevy to a real slow creek

My niggas hangin out the window, mouth fulla gold teeth

When the guns start poppin, wonder when its gonna cease

Cap'll hitchu on the side and create a slow leak

We been in the speculation cuz today we gone see

What's the future of a pussy nigga hatin on me

I giva fuck about the feds investigation on me

I don't care they at my shows and they waitin on me

Ima keep a flossy poppin long as to is on the beat

Tell police that I ain't stoppin Ima keep it in the streets

Contrary to yo believes, im as real as you can be

Fuck yo thoughts and yo 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 walkin up and askin whats the deal ona Ki.

I don't konw if you wearin wires you could be the police

If I was slangin dope you couldnt get an OZ

See me at the PSC follow thru and tha show deep

Hommies holdin up the doe, cuz they know we toat heat

I just wanna wrap a C, blow a dro ina flee

Only playin bout a dozen different picutures ina week

I just wanna chill with country and his daddy Freddy G

Ballin out everytime, every stone is but a G

Wanna ball in the Bahamas curtousy of KT

Fact I only gotta Mill. as well as a dolla DP

Ak house on the hill right next to JG

Everyweek 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 gettin cap back on the streets

[Chorus]

You see a nigga hatin on a G

Ask em what's it gonna be

Whatcha lookin at, pussy nigga you don't know me

At the club, in the streets

Or where ever we should meet

It's choppa choppin pistols poppin nigga you don't know me [2x]

[Chorus]

Grand Hustlin' Pimp

Urban Legends Comin Soon

The wait is over hommie

PSC Pimpin

You don't know me dawg...