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[Intro] I`ma tell y`all sucka niggaz somethin`.. First of all nigga, look`a here dawg..
[Chorus] You mighta seen me in the streets but nigga, you don`t know me When you holla when you speak, remember you don`t know me Save all the hatin` and the poppin`, nigga you don`t know me Quit tellin` niggaz 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` pimp, 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` and I see why, cuz you don`t know me
[Verse 1] I think it`s time I made a song for niggaz who don`t know me I graduated out the streets, I`ma real O.G I been trappin`, shootin` pistols since I stood four feet So all you niggaz actin` bad, you gon have to show me You gon make me bring this Chevy to a real slow creep My niggaz hangin` out the window, mouth fulla gold teeth When the guns start poppin` wonder when it`s gone cease Choppa hit you in the side and create a slow leak We can end the speculation cuz 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 I`ma keep on flossin`, poppin` long as Toomp is on the beat Tell police`s I ain`t stoppin`, I`ma keep it in the streets Contrary to yo beliefs, I`m as real as you can be Fuck yo thoughts and yo feelings, nigga you don`t know me
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[Verse 2] Ay, once again let me remind you nigga, you don`t know me So don`t be walkin` up and askin` whus tha deal on a key I don`t know if you wearin` wires, you could be the police If I was slangin` blow you couldn`t get a o.z See me and the P.$.C. fallin` through at a show deep Police holdin` up the door, cuz they know we tote heat I just wanna ride wit C, blow dro` in the Fleet Or with ???, bout a dozen different bitches in a week I just wanna chill wit Kuntry and his daddy Freddie G Ballin` out at anytime, at any store we spend a G Wanna ball in the Bahamas, courtesy of K.T MacBoney gotta mill, as well as Dolla D.P A.K. house on the hill right next to J. Get` Every week meet there for lunch, 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] - repeat
[Hook - repeat 2X] You see a nigga hatin` on a G, ask`em what it`s gon be Whachu lookin` at? Pussy nigga, you don`t know me At the club or in the streets, or wherever we should meet It`s choppas choppin`, pistols poppin`, nigga you don`t know me
[Chorus] - repeat
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