[Intro]

I'mma tell y'all sucka niggas somethin'..

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

[Hook]

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 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' 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, cuz you don't know me

[Verse 1]

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

I graduated out the streets, I'mma 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

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

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

We can end the speculation cuz today we gone 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'mma keep on flossin', poppin' long as Toomp is on the beat

Tell police's I ain't stoppin', I'mma 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

[Hook]

[Verse 2]

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

So don't be walkin' up and askin' whus tha 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, cuz they know we tote heat

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

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

I just wanna chill wit Kuntry and his daddy Freddie G

Ballin' out at anytime, at any store we spend a G

Wanna ball in the Bahamas, courtesy of K.T

Mac Boney gotta mill, as well as Dolla D.P

A.K. 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

[Hook]

[Ytcracker - The Greatest Verse]

.....spamtec

You mighta seen me on the internet but you dont know me

Ive hacked a million boxes im a real dg

I've been repping spamT & the angel P

Coast-2-coast and they call us elite family

Ive been playin on the Gibson since i was about 3

Then i started spammin' and i made a couple G's

I got a cam site, i got bitches on their knees

Making 6-figures minus all the Epic fees

Sorry if you ballahs can not speak computereese

But i LOL & ROFL even when im out the heeze

Converting my whole botnet into proxies call'm peas

And you better keep your guard up when im punching on my keys

Im still making $ even when im catching Zzz's

And ive got a grip of girlies and they lustin' after these

Im a mother fuckin nerd but i ain't rockin no degrees

Ytcracker homie representing STC

Antiquated transcriber comment: preach, stc is the greatest

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