U Don't Know Me - Screwed Version

I'ma tell y'all sucka ass niggas somethin'

First of all, nigga, look'a here, dawg

You mighta seen me in the streets, but nigga, you don't know me

When you holla, when you speak, remember you don't know me

Save all the hatin' and the plottin', 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' pimp, the truth is really, you don't know me

Yeah, you know they call me T.I., but you don't know me

You be hatin' and I see why, 'cause you don't know me (ay, ay)

I think it's time I made a song for niggas who don't know me

I graduated out the streets, I'm a real O.G

I been trappin', shootin' pistols since I stood four feet

So all you niggas actin' bad, you gon' have to show me

You gon' make me bring this Chevy to a real slow creep

My niggas hangin' out the window, mouth fulla gold teeth

You gon' make me bring this Chevy to a real slow creep

My niggas hangin' out the window, mouth fulla gold teeth

You gon' make me bring this Chevy to a real slow creep

My niggas hangin' out the window, mouth fulla gold teeth

When the guns start poppin' wonder when it's gon' cease

Chopper hit you in' the side an' create a slow leak

We can end the speculation 'cause today we gon' see

What's the future of a pussy nigga hatin' on me

I give a fuck about the FED's investigation on me

I don't care that they at my shows and they waitin' on me

I'ma keep on flossin', poppin' long as Toomp is on the beat

Tell polices I ain't stoppin', I'ma keep it in the streets

Contrary to yo' beliefs, I'm as real as you can be

Fuck yo' thoughts and yo' feelings, nigga, you don't know me

You mighta seen me in the streets, but nigga, you don't know me

When you holla, when you speak, remember you don't know me

Save all the hatin' and the plottin', 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' pimp, the truth is really, you don't know me

Yeah, you know they call me T.I., but you don't know me

You be hatin' and I see why, 'cause you don't know me

Ay, once again let me remind you, nigga, you don't know me

So don't be walkin' up and askin' what's the deal on a key

I don't know if you wearin' wires, you could be the police

If I was slangin' blow, you couldn't get a O-Z

See me and the P.$.C. fallin' through at a show deep

Police holdin' up the door, 'cause they know we tote heat

I just wanna ride wit' C, blow dro' in the Fleet

Or with Clay and 'bout a dozen different bitches in a week

I just wanna chill wit' Kuntry and his daddy Freddie G

Ballin' out at any time, in any store we spend a G

Wanna ball in the Bahamas, courtesy of K.T (I see you, nigga)

Mac Boney got a mil, as well as Dolla D.P (ay, ay, ay, ay, c'mon)

AK. house on the hill right next to J.G

Every week meet at Philant's restaurant and eat free

Get Inda paid, lil' Greg and B

That's the only shot we got at gettin' Cap back on the streets

You mighta seen me in the streets, but nigga, you don't know me

When you holla, when you speak, remember you don't know me

Save all the hatin' and the plottin', 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', pimp, the truth is really, you don't know me

Yeah, you know they call me T.I., but you don't know me

You be hatin' and I see why, 'cause you don't know me

You see a nigga hatin' on a G, ask 'em what it's gon' be

Whachu lookin' at? Pussy nigga, you don't know me

At the club, in the streets, or wherever we should meet

It's choppas choppin', pistols poppin', nigga, you don't know me

Ay, you see a nigga hatin' on a G, ask 'em what it's gon' be

Whachu lookin' at? Pussy nigga, you don't know me

At the club, in the streets, or wherever we should meet

It's choppas choppin', pistols poppin', nigga, you don't know me

You mighta seen me in the streets, but nigga, you don't know me

When you holla, when you speak, remember you don't know me

Save all the hatin' and the plottin', 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', pimp, the truth is really, you don't know me

Yeah, you know they call me T.I., but you don't know me

You be hatin' and I see why, 'cause you don't know me