Luyện nghe bài hát You Don't Know Me

You might've me in the streets but nigga you don't know me
When you holla, when you speak, remember, you know me
Save all that hatin' and poppin', pimpin'
tellin' people, I'm yo partner, listen, you don't know 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 call me T.I. but you don't know me
You be an' I see why 'cause you don't know me

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

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

We been in' the 'cause today we gon' see
What's the future of a pussy nigga on me
I don't give a fuck about the fed's on me
I don't care that they at my shows and 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
Contrary to beliefs, I'm as real as you can be
Fuck ya thoughts and ya feelings, nigga, you know me

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

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

Once again', let me remind you, nigga, you know me
So, don't be up and asking, what's the deal on a key
I don't know if you wires, you could be the police
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 know we tot heat
I just wanna rap a seat dro in' the fleet
Or wit by the dozen different bitches in' a week

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

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

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 or whoever we should meet
At the club or in' the streets or where ever we should
It's choppers choppin', pistol poppin', nigga, you don't me