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, when you speak, remember, you know me
Save all that and that poppin', pimpin'
Quit tellin' people, I'm yo partner, listen, you know me
Don't be a groupie keep it movin', nigga, you know me

Hey, I ain't trippin' but the 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 know 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', shootin' pistols I stood 4 feet
So, all you niggas actin' bad, you gon' to show me

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

We been in' the speculation 'cause today we see
What's the of a pussy nigga hatin' on me
I don't give a fuck 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', as Tomp is on the beat
Tell polices, I ain't stoppin', I'ma 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 seen me in the streets but nigga you don't know me
When you holla, when you speak, remember, you don't me
Save all hatin' and that poppin', pimpin'
Quit 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 'cause you know me

Once again', let me remind you, nigga, you don't me
So, don't be walkin' up and asking, what's the on a key
I don't know if you wearing wires, you 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 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. house on the hill next to JD
Every week, at a restaurant 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, nigga? You no me
In' the club, in' the streets or we should meet
At the club or in' the streets or ever we should meet
It's choppers choppin', poppin', nigga, you don't know me