You Don't Know Me

You Don't Know Me

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 dont know me

When you holla this beef,

remember you dont 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 dont know me

Hey I aint trippin 'cause 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 niggas 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 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 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 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 dont know me

Chorus 1x

(Verse 2)

Hey once again let me remind you nigga 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 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.

Thats 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 dont know me yall