Текст песни T.I. - U Don't Know Me
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Текст песни T.I. - U Don't Know Me
[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 meWhen you holla when you speak, remember you don't know meSave all the hatin' and the poppin', nigga you don't know me( )Quit tellin' niggaz you my partna, nigga you don't know meDon't be a groupie, keep it movin', nigga you don't know meHey I ain't trippin' pimp, the truth is really, you don't know meYeah, you know they call me T.I., but you don't know meYou 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 meI graduated out the streets, I'ma real O.GI been trappin', shootin' pistols since I stood four feetSo all you niggaz actin' bad, you gon have to show meYou gon make me bring this Chevy to a real slow creepMy niggaz hangin' out the window, mouth fulla gold teethWhen the guns start poppin' wonder when it's gone ceaseChoppa hit you in the side and create a slow leakWe can end the speculation cuz today we gone seeWhat's the future of a pussy nigga hatin' on meI give a fuck about the FED's investigation on meI don't care that they at my shows and they waitin' on meI'ma keep on flossin', poppin' long as Toomp is on the beatTell police's I ain't stoppin', I'ma keep it in the streetsContrary to yo beliefs, I'm as real as you can beFuck yo thoughts and yo feelings, nigga you don't know me[Chorus] - repeat[Verse 2]Ay, once again let me remind you nigga, you don't know meSo don't be walkin' up and askin' whus tha deal on a keyI don't know if you wearin' wires, you could be the policeIf I was slangin' blow you couldn't get a o.zSee me and the P.$.C. fallin' through at a show deepPolice holdin' up the door, cuz they know we tote heatI just wanna ride wit C, blow dro' in the FleetOr with ???, bout a dozen different bitches in a weekI just wanna chill wit Kuntry and his daddy Freddie GBallin' out at anytime, at any store we spend a GWanna ball in the Bahamas, courtesy of K.TMacBoney gotta mill, as well as Dolla D.PA.K. house on the hill right next to J. Get'Every week meet there for lunch, restaurant and eat freeGet Inda paid, lil' Greg and BThat'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 beWhachu lookin' at? Pussy nigga, you don't know meAt the club or in the streets, or wherever we should meetIt's choppas choppin', pistols poppin', nigga you don't know me