T.I. Lyrics

T.I. Lyrics

"You Don't Know Me Lyrics"

Love Knows I Love You Lyrics
Love Knows I Love You You make me say it 25 times a day You make me feel you don't believe the words I say What is a man to do to prove his love for you? You make me feel like i'm just givin' free love away I can send flowers tomorrow But it doesn't mean a thing If your heart rejects the message from mine It's a waste of time Baby love kno

Ima tell y'all sucka ass niggas somethin'
First of all nigga
Look here dogg

{CHORUS}
You might've seen me in the streets,
but nigga you dont know me
When you holla when you speak,
remember you dont know me
Save all that hatin and tha poppin
Nigga you don’t know me
Quit tellin Niggaz youz my partner nigga
you don't know me
Don't be a groupie keep it movin,
nigga you dont know me
Hey I aint trippin cuz the truth is really,
you dont know me
Yeah you know they call me T.I.
but you dont know me
You be hatin an i see why
cause you dont know me

(verse)
I think its time I made a song for niggas who dont know me
I graduated out the streets, Im a real O.G.
I been trappin shootin pis
On Fire Lyrics
feat. 50 Cent [Intro - Lloyd Banks] New York City! You are now rocking with the best Lloyd Banks! G Unit! [Chorus - 50 Cent] (Lloyd Banks) We on fire - up in here It's burning hot, we on fire Shorty take it off, if it get too hot Up in this spot, we on fire Tear the roof off this motherfucker Light the roof on fire (Uh! Nigga what you s
tols since I stood 4 feet
So all you niggas actin bad you gone have to show me
You gon' make me bring the Chevy to a real slow creep
My niggas hangin out the window mouth full of gold teeth
When the guns start poppin wonder when its gone cease
Chopper hit you in the side an create a slow leak
We been in the speculation but today we gone see
Whats 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
Ima keep on flossin poppin long as Toomp is on the beat
Tell polices i aint stoppin Im a keep it in the streets
Contrary to your beliefs I'm as real as you can be
Fuck ya thoughts and ya feelings nigga you dont know me

Chorus 1x
Dark End Of The Street Lyrics
At the dark end of the street that's where we always meet Hiding in shadows where we don't belong living in darkness to hide our wrong You and me at the dark end of the street you and me I know time's gonna take its toll we have to pay for the love we stole It's a sin and we know it's wrong oh but our love keeps coming on strong Steal away to the dark end of the st
(Verse 2)
Hey once again let me remind you nigga you don't know me
So dont be walkin up and asking whats the deal on a key
I dont know if you wearing wires you could be the police
If I was slangin blow you couldn't get a O.Z.
See me and the PSC fallin through at a show deep
Police holdin up the door cause they know we tote heat
I jus wanna ride wit C, blowin dro in the fleet
Or wit clan by the dozen different bitches in a week
I jus wanna chill wit Kuntry an his daddy Freddie G
Ballin out at anytime at any store and spend a G
I wanna ball in the Bahamas courtesy of K.T.
MacBoney gotta mill well as Dolla D.P.
A.K. house on the hill right next to J.G.
Every week meet at a falant restaurant and eat free
Get Inda paid, Lil Gre
All My Love Lyrics
(Gets all my love) (4x) Pick up the pace, keep it, freak it Can ya keep a secret, so can I Why ask why, try Bud dry, I get fly smokin' a thai Puffin' a blunt, tokin' a spliff Stoppin' any crew that tries to rip The House Of Pain, Cypress Hill Funkdoobiest, my girl's on the pill So I can drill, and not have to kill An unborn child cause that's just wild I
g and B.
Thats the only shot we got at gettin Cap back on the streets

{chorus}

(hook)
you see a nigga hating on a G
ask him what it's gonna be
What you lookin at pussy nigga you don't know me
At the club and the streets- or wherever we should meet
Its choppers chopping, pistols popping,
Nigga you don’t know me



you see a nigga hating on a G
ask him what it's gon be
What you lookin at pussy nigga you don't no me
At the club and the streets- or wherever we should meet
Its choppers chopping, pistol popping,
Nigga you don’t know me

{chorus}

grand hustle pimp
urban legend comin soon
the wait is over homie
psc pimpin
yo
you dont know me yall