Luyện nghe bài hát You Don't Know Me

You might've seen me in the but nigga you don't know me
When you holla, you speak, remember, you don't know me
Save all that hatin' and that poppin',
tellin' people, I'm yo partner, listen, you don't know me
Don't be a keep it movin', nigga, you don't know me

Hey, I ain't trippin' but the truth is really, you know me
Yeah, you know they me T.I. but you don't know me
You be an' I see why 'cause you don't know me

I think it's time I made a song for who don't know me
I graduated out the streets, I'ma O.G.
I trappin', shootin' pistols since I stood 4 feet
So, all you niggas bad, you gon' have to show me

You gone make me bring the Chevy to a real creep
My niggas hangin' out the window, mouth of gold teeth
the guns start poppin', wonder when it's gone cease
Chopper hit you in' the an' create a slow leak

We been in' the 'cause today we gon' see
the future of a pussy nigga hatin' on me
I don't a fuck about the fed's investigation on me
I don't care that at my shows and they waitin' on me

I'ma keep on flossin', poppin', long as Tomp is on the
polices, I ain't stoppin', I'ma keep it in the streets
Contrary to beliefs, I'm as real as you can be
ya thoughts and ya feelings, nigga, you don't know me

You might've me in the streets but nigga you don't know me
you holla, when you speak, remember, you don't know me
Save all that and that poppin', pimpin'
Quit tellin' people, I'm yo partner, listen, you know me
be a groupie keep it movin', nigga, you don't know me

Hey, I ain't trippin' but the truth is really, you know me
Yeah, you know they call me T.I. but you know me
You be hatin' an' I see why 'cause you know me

Once again', let me you, nigga, you don't know me
So, be walkin' up and asking, what's the deal on a key
I don't know if you wearing wires, you could be the
If I was slangin' blow, you get an O.Z.

See me in' the PSC follow through at a deep
Police holdin' up the door 'cause they we tot heat
I just wanna rap a seat blowin' dro in' the
Or wit clan by the dozen different in' a week

I just wanna chill wit Kuntry an his daddy, G
Ballin' out at anytime, at any an' spill a G
I wanna in' the Bahamas courtesy of K.T.
MacBoney gotta mill but dolla D.P.

A.K. house on the hill right to JD
Every week, meet at a restaurant for and eat free
Get in' pay lil' Greg and B
That's the only shot we got at gettin', Cap back on the

a sucka hatin' on a G, ask him, what it's gon' be
What you lookin' at naw, You don't no me
In' the club, in' the streets or whoever we meet
At the or in' the streets or where ever we should meet
It's choppin', pistol poppin', nigga, you don't know me