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    T.I. You Know Who текст песни

    You Know Who

    Alright man, y’all win

    I won’t say it, at least for this song, hey

    Said they lookin for the realest, well I’m real as it get

    Rap to the nigga dealin hard who live in the jects

    Til some better nigga wit her, ain’t delivered ‘em yet

    My mouth is, but I got a pistol bigger than that

    I live and die by my respect so I honor the code

    Peep niggaz who be out here flexin, stuntin for hoes

    And if you ain’t never chose to remember nothin before

    Just know the game is some you win, some you don’t

    But you already begin again, start, it go

    Learn to shoot a pistol, flip a O, how hard it go

    Man if you ain’t ever heard of Pimp Squad before

    You better ask a real nigga or a broad you know

    Cause you ain’t ready for the pros, get it outta ya brain

    You in over your head, way out of your lane

    I been sayin I’m filthy rich and got it from caine

    So would you say them niggaz know if they done got it the same, right?

    Cause you know who, you know what

    Of the you know where, goin against us, too unfair

    Cause everywhere you do a show, we got kinfolk there

    And now you know I ain’t no more, not a tinfolk there

    It’s you know who, you know what

    Of the you know where, beef now don’t you go there

    And if you do, don’t use our copy producers, he won’t care

    If he leave the hood alone, pimpin he won’t share man

    I know you think you out there gettin it in

    But whatcha doin, I done did it once and did it again

    I had a trap between runnin while living in sin

    He done settlin down, turnin nine millin or ten

    I give a damn if I never sell a million again

    I gotta thank you a million for just lettin me in

    But now I’m settlin in, gettin used to the view

    On top, won’t stop til I’m huger than you

    Gon flop? Who? Me, pimp you losin your screws

    We gotta dope if you lettin niggaz shoot into you

    You ain’t ready for the shit I’m introducin to you

    The roof in the back of the park ain’t translucent as you

    So now your nigga dressin up, man do what you do

    I got style, pimp, it’s more than just the suit and the shoe

    This been proven, I’m the truth, stamp government seal

    I’m more than any of these other niggaz, just Southern with deals, for real

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