I´m a tell ya´ll sucka niggas somethin
Who wants to follow me
Look here dawg

[Chorus]
You might see me in the street
But nigga you don´t know me
When ya holla on the speak
Rememba you don´t know me
Save all the hatin and the poppin
nigga you don´t know me
Quit tellin niggas you my partna
Nigga you don´t know me
Don´t be a groupie keep it movin
Nigga you don´t know me
Hey I ain´t trippin but the truth is
Really you don´t know me
Ya you know they call me T.I.
But you don´t know me
You be hatin and I see why
Cuz you don´t know me

I think its time i made a song fo niggas who don´t know me
I graduated at the streets, Ima real OG
I been trappin shootin pistols since I stood on four feet
So while you niggas actin bad, you gon have to show me
You gone make me bring a chevy to a real slow creep
My niggas hangin out the window, mouth fulla gold teeth
When the guns start poppin, wonder when its gonna cease
Cap´ll hitchu on the side and create a slow leak
We been in the speculation cuz today we gone see
What´s the future of a pussy nigga hatin on me
I giva fuck about the feds investigation on me
I don´t care they at my shows and they waitin on me
Ima keep a flossy poppin long as to is on the beat
Tell police that I ain´t stoppin Ima keep it in the streets
Contrary to yo believes, im as real as you can be
Fuck yo thoughts and yo feelings nigga you don´t know me.

[Chorus]

Hey once again let me remind you nigga you don´t know me
So don´t be walkin up and askin whats the deal ona Ki.
I don´t know if you wearin wires you could be the police
If I was slangin dope you couldnt get an OZ
See me at the PSC follow thru and tha show deep
Hommies holdin up the doe, cuz they know we toat heat
I just wanna wrap a C, blow a dro ina flee
Only playin bout a dozen different bitches in a week
I just wanna chill with country and his daddy Freddy G
Ballin out everytime, every stone is but a G
Wanna ball in the Bahamas curtousy of KT
Fact I only gotta Mill. as well as a dolla DP
Ak house on the hill right next to JG
Everyweek be there for lunch, busta blunt and eat free
Get in day paid Lil Craig dead meat
That´s the only shot we got at gettin cap back on the streets

[Chorus]

You see a nigga hatin on a G
Ask em what´s it gonna be
Whatcha lookin at, pussy nigga you don´t know me
At the club, in the streets
Or where ever we should meet
It´s choppa choppin pistols poppin nigga you don´t know me [2x]

[Chorus]

Grand Hustlin´ Pimp
Urban Legends Comin Soon
The wait is over hommie
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You don´t know me dawg...