Текст песни T.I. - You Don`t Know Me
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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 meWhen you holla when you speak, remember you don`t know meSave all the hatin` and the poppin`, nigga you don`t know meQuit 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[Chorus] - repeat