You Know Who

Album cover art for "You Know Who" by T.I.

T.I. - Rap, In English

You Know Who

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Duration: 2:55

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[Intro] Aight man, y'all win I won't say it At least for this song (Ha) hey [Verse 1] You say you lookin' for the realest, well I'm real as it get Rap to the nigga dealin' hard who live in a jet If it's a better nigga well they ain't delivered him yet My mouth big but I got a pistol bigger than that I live and die 'bout my respect so I honor the code Peep niggas who be out here flexin', stuntin' for hoes And if you ain't never chose to remember nuttin' before Just know the game ain't sumthin' ya win, it's sumthin' ya know But if ya oughta begin again, start, it go Learn to shoot a pistol, flip a O or hard to grow Now if you ain't never heard of Pimp Squad before You better ask a real nigga or a broad who know Cause you ain't ready for the pros, just get it outta ya brain You in over your head and way outta your lane I'd be insane to say I'm filthy rich and got it from Caine So will just say the niggas know if they don' got it the same, right? [Chorus] Cause you know who to you know what of you know where Goin' against me, too unfair Cause everywhere you do a show, he got kinfolk there Now you know I ain't no more than nine or ten folk there It's you know who, (yeah) you know what of you know where Beefin', now don't you go there and if you do, don't use a cap and deuces, he won't care If he choose to rule alone, pimpin' he won't share man [Verse 2] I know you think you out there gettin' it in But whatcha doin', I don' done it once and did it again I had a choice between runnin' while livin' in sin He don' settled down, turn nine million to 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 'till I'm huger than you Gon' flop? Who me?, pimp ya losin' your screws What kinda dope have you been lettin' niggas shoot into you No, you ain't ready for the shit I'm introducing to you The roof in the back of the Bach ain't as 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 a shoe It's been proven, I'm the truth, stamp government seal I'm what it is, these other niggas just Southern with deals, for real [Chorus] Cause you know who to you know what of you know where Goin' against me, too unfair Cause everywhere you do a show, he got kinfolk there Now you know I ain't no more than nine or ten folk there It's you know who, (yeah) you know what of you know where Beefin', now don't you go there and if you do, don't use a cap and deuces, he won't care If he choose to rule alone, pimpin' he won't share man

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Credits

Writers
  • T.I.
  • Tony Galvin
  • Solomon Burke