Luyện nghe bài hát You Don't Know Me

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

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

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

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

We been in' the 'cause today we gon' see
What's the future of a nigga hatin' on me
I give 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 is on the beat
Tell polices, I ain't stoppin', keep it in the streets
to your beliefs, I'm as real as you can be
Fuck ya thoughts and ya feelings, nigga, you don't me

You seen me in the streets but nigga you don't know me
When you holla, you speak, remember, you don't know me
Save all that and that poppin', pimpin'
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 trippin' but the truth is really, you don't know me
Yeah, you know they me T.I. but you don't know me
You be hatin' an' I see why you don't know me

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

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

I wanna chill wit Kuntry an his daddy, Freddie G
out at anytime, at any store an' spill a G
I ball in' the Bahamas courtesy of K.T.
MacBoney mill but it's dolla D.P.

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

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