Luyện nghe bài hát You Don't Know Me

You seen 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 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 call me T.I. but you don't know me
You be hatin' an' I see why 'cause you don't me

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

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

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

I'ma keep on flossin', poppin', long as Tomp is on the
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 might've seen me in the streets but you don't know me
When you holla, when you speak, remember, you don't me
Save all hatin' 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 ain't trippin' but the truth is really, you know me
Yeah, you know they call me T.I. but you don't me
You be hatin' an' I see why you don't know 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 if you wearing wires, you could be the police
If I was blow, you couldn't get an O.Z.

See me in' the PSC follow through at a show
holdin' up the door 'cause they know we tot heat
I just wanna rap a seat dro in' the fleet
Or wit clan by the dozen bitches in' a week

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

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

When a sucka 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 club or in' the streets or where ever we should
It's choppers choppin', pistol poppin', nigga, you don't me