You Don'T Know Me - Lyrics - T.I.

Title: You Don'T Know Me
Artist: T.I.
Composer(s): Clifford Joseph Harris, Aldrin Davis

Lyric:
I'ma tell y'all sucka niggaz 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 poppin', nigga you don't know me
Quit tellin' niggaz 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

I think it's time I made a song for niggaz who don't know me
I graduated out the streets, I'ma real O.G
I been trappin', shootin' pistols since I stood four feet
So all you niggaz actin' bad, you gon' have to show me

You gon' make me bring this Chevy to a real slow creep
My niggaz hangin' out the window, mouth fulla gold teeth
When the guns start poppin' wonder when it's gone cease
Choppa hit you in the side and create a slow leak

We can end the speculation 'cause 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'ma keep on flossin', poppin' long as Toomp is on the beat
Tell police's 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 poppin', nigga you don't know me
Quit tellin' niggaz 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' 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, 'cause they know we tote heat
I just wanna ride wit C, blow dro' in the Fleet
Or with [unverified], 'bout a dozen different bitches in a week

I just wanna chill with 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
MacBoney gotta mill, as well as Dolla D.P

A.K. house on the hill right next to J. Get
Every week meet there for lunch, 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 poppin', nigga you don't know me
Quit tellin' niggaz 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 or in the streets, or wherever we should meet
It's choppas choppin', pistols poppin', nigga 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 or 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 poppin', nigga you don't know me
Quit tellin' niggaz 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

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What You Don'T Know - Lyrics - Expose

Title: What You Don'T Know
Artist: Expose
Composer(s): Lewis A Martinee

Lyric:
No is not an answer
One that I might try to understand, you see
Love is only letters
Until you prove your love is here inside for me
Can you feel it (feel it) or can't you see? (can't you see?)
I'll never love someone as much I know
When you see me (see me), it's what you'll get (what you'll get)
Until I know it's real, it won't change how I feel

What you don't know might hurt you
What you don't know
If you don't know, it won't hurt you
What you don't know

You, you play with fire
I know one day, you're gonna be the one to burn
Love is like a game
What goes around, comes around, you wait your turn
It's a feeling (feeling) to change with time (change with time)
We'll always be together, wait and see
If you know me (know me), that's what you'll get (what you'll get)
Until I know it's real, it won't change how I feel

What you don't know might hurt you
What you don't know
If you don't know, it won't hurt you
What you don't know

What you don't know might hurt you
What you don't know
If you don't know, it won't hurt you
What you don't know

What you don't know no never know
What you don't know no never know
What you don't know no never know
What you don't know no never know

What you don't know might hurt you
What you don't know
If you don't know, it won't hurt you
What you don't know

What you don't know might hurt you
What you don't know
If you don't know, it won't hurt you
What you don't know

(What you don't know)
So, baby, what you don't know won't hurt you now
I don't wanna hurt you, baby, no
I don't wanna hurt you, baby, no
I don't wanna hurt you, baby, no no no
And if you don't know, you won't let go
What you don't know

Na na na na, whoa whoa, na na na
Na na na na
Na na na na, whoa whoa, na na na
Na na na na

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I Don'T Know Officer - Lyrics - 50 Cent

Title: I Don'T Know Officer
Artist: 50 Cent
Composer(s): Curtis Williams, Jake Dutton, Christopher Lloyd, Albert Johnson, Mason Betha, Curtis James Jackson, Kejuan Waliek Muchita

Lyric:
It's 50, it's the Unit
That means it's money, ha ha

Nah nigga I don't know, I don't know who got you
I don't know who stabbed you, I don't know who shot you
I don't know who cut you, I don't know who robbed you
But you think I know 'cause you know how my squad do

Nowadays niggaz snitchin' so much in the street
That you gotta talk to them like they the police
Nah, I don't know nothin' 'bout poppin' the heat
I don't know nothin' 'bout sellin' no beef in the street
Nah, I don't know nothin' 'bout baggin' the grams
I ain't never had no spot or went hand to hand

Me, I don't know nothin' 'bout takin' the stand
I ain't never got a nigga ass stuck in the can
Nah, I don't know nothin' 'bout dro or hash
Coke, dope, ex, dust or crystal meth
Nah, I'm just tryin' to rap to get me some cash
Keep the hip hop police off my ass

Nah nigga I don't know, I don't know who got you
I don't know who stabbed you, I don't know who shot you
I don't know who cut you, I don't know who robbed you
But you think I know 'cause you know how my squad do

Aiyyo, that's my word on the stack of Bibles
I don't know who did it I don't know who responsible
All I know who spittin' all I know who givin'
Me all this cash, just to put down twelve fo' gettin' yo' ass
Listen, keep it far away from me
I ain't got time for sittin' in the penitentuary

All I know is I'm rich, all I know is that G-Unit work
When the album drop they go bezerk
Mad video play, crazy radio spins
Number one all the time, our reign never ends
Don't point the finger at us somebody's shit hangin'
They had a beef with us, plus we don't know nothin'

Nah nigga I don't know, I don't know who got you
I don't know who stabbed you, I don't know who shot you
I don't know who cut you, I don't know who robbed you
But you think I know 'cause you know how my squad do

I don't know nothin' 'bout jumpin' out splittin' homeboy head
But for real that's fucked up they say that homeboy dead
I can't even think, who would want him dead
Have no idea what type of gun they done him with
You see I hear no evil and I see no evil
Ain't tryin' to talk to or hear from or see those people

And I ain't had them little homies burn up no regal
I've been tryin' to do this music thang and just go legal
I don't know why my name in your female phone
But you really startin' to sound like a females homes
Don't know why they told you that we sell stones
We on the internet tryin' to get our email on

Nah nigga, I don't know, I don't know who got you
I don't know who stabbed you, I don't know who shot you
I don't know who cut you, I don't know who robbed you
But you think I know 'cause you know how my squad do

Nah nigga, I don't know who sent them young boys through
To air the strip, shit just be happenin' out the blue
I don't be around here, I ain't hip to the news
I don't know why that man clutchin' on that shit when you move
I don't know why that other rapper got stripped for his jewels
You know how easy it is to get shit confused

I wasn't even in New York, I was just on the cruise
Somewhere way out in the islands with your bitch in the cruise
Oops, my bitch in the cruise, dudes get hit when they snooze
Lose they hit from the Uz, ooze all over the street
I don't know why they said what's up I don't know who's in that jeep
He talk about me all day but I ain't losin' no sleep

Nah nigga I don't know, I don't know who got you
I don't know who stabbed you, I don't know who shot you
I don't know who cut you, I don't know who robbed you
But you think I know 'cause you know how my squad do

I don't know why my charm 'bout as big as your palm
And why the diamond chain I wear as 'bout as long as your arm
You tell me, how many diamonds in my bezel
There's one for every time I had to grind up in the ghetto
I could show you how to do it, you tired of ridin' buicks
I don't know why niggaz rap for years and can't make hotter music

Even when, I don't do it chicks release body fluid
Body drop, shotty pop, and niggaz wanna tie me to it
I don't know why Loon and Fabby won't just say I'm they daddy
Why these Harlem CB4 niggaz just keep comin' at me
Got as many beefs as 50 and a nigga go to church
Could you imagine if my hands was on work, I don't know

Nah nigga I don't know, I don't know who got you
I don't know who stabbed you, I don't know who shot you
I don't know who cut you, I don't know who robbed you
But you think I know 'cause you know how my squad do

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You Don'T Know - Lyrics - 702 - 702

Title: You Don'T Know
Album: 702
Artist: 702
Composer(s): Channette Higgens, Channoah Higgens, Carsten Schack, Kenneth Karlin

Lyric:
Yeah, 702, come on
Soulshock, Karlin
That's right

Oh oh, oh oh
You and me
(702)

Why'd you leave, I gave you everything
So why won't you tell me why you mean so much to me
You know I can't believe
That you would have me open like you do

Now whata girl gotta do to make you see
That we should be together, you and me
I want your love, I get excited, I can't fight it
Baby, you just don't know

You don't know what you do
Got me lovin' you, so please don't go
'Cuz you don't know what you do
Got me all over you and I don't know what to do about us

You don't know what you do
Got me lovin' you, so please don't go
'Cuz you don't know what you do
Got me all over you and I don't know what to do about us

Can't you see that you're hurtin' me
Fill me up let me down, down
(Down)
Oh, ain't never felt this way before
(No, no)
Don't walk out the door
(Uh uh)
I can't take it no more

Baby, whata girl gotta do to make you see
That we should be together, you and me
I want your love, I get excited, I can't fight it
Baby, you just don't know

You don't know what you do
Got me lovin' you, so please don't go
'Cuz you don't know what you do
Got me all over you and I don't know what to do about us

You don't know what you do
Got me lovin' you, so please don't go
'Cuz you don't know what you do
Got me all over you and I don't know what to do about us

Baby, can't you see, your killin' me
You just don't know, I like your flow
Come dig me though, can't take no more
(I think they are ready for this)
Really don't, really don't, really don't

Uh huh
(702)
Uh huh
Just don't know
(Yeah)
(Come on)
You just don't know

You don't know what you do
Got me lovin' you, so please don't go
'Cuz you don't know what you do
Got me all over you and I don't know what to do about us

You don't know what you do
Got me lovin' you, so please don't go
'Cuz you don't know what you do
Got me all over you and I don't know what to do about us

You don't know what you do
Got me lovin' you, so please don't go
'Cuz you don't know what you do
Got me all over you and I don't know what to do about us

You don't know what you do
Got me lovin' you, so please don't go
'Cuz you don't know what you do
Got me all over you and I don't know what to do about us

Yeah
You don't know

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U Don'T Know Me - Lyrics - Basement Jaxx

Title: U Don'T Know Me
Artist: Basement Jaxx
Composer(s): Simon Ratcliffe, Felix Buxton

Lyric:
You think you know me
Know what I do
But all you think about is
What it all means to you

I got so much, so much to give
All you gotta do is be ready, ready to live
You think, you know a lot about my kinda woman
But you don't know nothing 'bout me

You don't know me
You don't know me
You don't know anything about me
You don't know me
You don't know me
You don't know anything about me

Saw two women both the same size
Think you're living a nice little life
don't think I'm ready to do what I can
Because your the one that ain't the real man

You think you know a lot about my kinda woman
But you don't know nothing 'bout me

You don't know me
You don't know me
You don't know anything about me
You don't know me
You don't know me
You don't know anything about me

You don't know
You don't know
You don't know
You don't know
You don't know
You don't know

You don't get it
You don't even understand

You're nothing I know
You're my jigalo
You look nice in your clothes
But you're nothing

You're nothing I know
You're my jigalo
You look nice in your clothes
But you're nothing but sketchy, sketchy

You don't know me
You don't know me
You don't know anything about me
You don't know me
You don't know me
You don't know anything about me

You think, you know a lot about my kinda woman
But you don't know nothing 'bout me

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha

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Don'T You Know That? - Lyrics - Never Too Much - Luther Vandross

Title: Don'T You Know That?
Album: Never Too Much
Artist: Luther Vandross
Composer(s): L Vandross

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Lyric:
I got your love
You need to look no further
Don't you know that
Don't you know that

After my love
You'll never need another
Don't you know that
Don't you know that

I don't make no promises I can't keep
And I promised myself that I'd love you forever
How many times must I say that
For you to understand the real thing

Don't you know that I love you so
Baby, don't you know
Don't you know that
I love you so, ooh, don't you know
Don't you know that
Oh

Without a doubt
You are my sweetest inspiration
Don't you know that
Don't you know that

I'm always down
For anything that you say
Don't you know that
Don't you know that

I love you so, yeah
I really love you, don't you know, yeah
Don't you know that
Alright, don't you know that

I really, really do, yeah
I'm really so in love with you, yeah
Don't you know that
Alright, ooh, yeah

I used to doubt every girl that I'd meet
I thought that nobody could knock me off my feet
But you are the one who made my heart's bell ring
And that's why I'm sure that this is the real thing, yeah

Don't you know that I love
Don't you know, ooh, ooh
Oh, don't you know that I love
Don't you know, oh, yeah
Don't you know that I love you so
Don't you know that
I bet a million dollars that you know

Don't you know that
Hey, baby, really don't you know that
Ooh, don't you know that
Don't you know I, don't you know I love you

Don't you know that
Hey, baby, really don't you know that
I love you, I'm in love
Ooh, ooh, I love

Don't you know that
Hey, baby, really don't you know that
Don't you know that
Don't you know that

Don't you know that
Hey, baby, really don't you know that
Don't you know, don't you know
That I love

Don't you know that
Hey, baby, really don't you know that
Don't you know that
Don't you know that

Don't you know that
Hey, baby, really don't you know that

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Betcha Don'T Know - Lyrics - Az

Title: Betcha Don'T Know
Artist: Az
Composer(s): Anthony Cruz, Rahni P. Harris Jr., Tony Dofat

Lyric:
Betcha don't know what's goin' on
(Brooklyn)
If you don't know, we're gonna show you
(AZ)
Betcha don't know what's goin' on, no
(You heard?)
If you don't know, we're gonna show you
(Come on)

It's on now, New Year, pop the pain
Sun blaze through the gray cloud, stop the rain
Shear shirts by Chanel, baby, feel the breeze
Drop top, me and shorty, while she be at my knees

Let the wind blow, low fade, peep the glow
Know my style from the foul days, keep it low
Got new plans, worldwide, livin' the life
Any chick I make wife gon' shiver tonight

Know the game, it's ups and downs learnin' the ropes
Twenty-six years of age, just learnin' to cope
Came a long way but still got so far to go
So by now, I guess you know
(Talk to me)

Betcha don't know what's goin' on
(Yeah)
If you don't know, we're gonna show you
(AZ)
Betcha don't know what's goin' on
(Come on)
If you don't know, we're gonna show you
(You heard?)

What if we all had minds alike? Thought the same
Only few was taught to get this, divorce the game
Visualized as a young cat, saw the dream
Get large, shit hard, and assorted cream

So many came that I saw and went wise on my ways
Made livin' for me more intense, divided my days
Weekends, party nights, raffled the stakes
Love sophisticated women, those that rather you wait

Tipped it off from the finest juice to 90 proof
Rocked it all, from designer suits to climbin' boots
All in the summertime, workin' the courts
Lookin' mommy wit them thick legs, hurtin' them shorts

So many ladies in the world today searchin' for mates
Got these non-players perpin' for dates, hold up
Give me love if you've got it in ya, hot as Virginia
Hot enough for me to slide this up in ya

Betcha don't know what's goin' on
(Yeah)
If you don't know, we're gonna show you
(Feel me)
Betcha don't know what's goin' on
(Come on)
If you don't know, we're gonna show you, ooh
(You heard?)

Got the solar, Nat King Cole in his prime
So behold that, shoes unfold in each rhyme
Move accordin' like the chosen ones roamin' the earth
Gettin head until I'm dead, decompose in the dirt

Play the same spot, bitch cast, lost it all
Rollin' dice and G you're better, now you forced to ball
Havin' fun at the main event, toastin' cups
Quarter pieces tryin to get yours roastin' up

Play the game if you got toys to match your words
You a vet, throw your net, nigga, catch some birds
Only a few left, still sincere, spread love
Thank God, it's a heaven above
(Talk to me)

Betcha don't know what's goin' on
(Yeah)
If you don't know, we're gonna show you
(Uh huh)
Betcha don't know what's goin' on
(You heard?)
If you don't know, we're gonna show you

Betcha don't know what's goin' on
(Brooklyn)
If you don't know, we're gonna show you
(You heard?)
Betcha don't know what's goin' on
If you don't know, we're gonna show you
(So sad)

Betcha don't know what's goin' on
If you don't know, we're gonna show you
Betcha don't know what's goin' on
If you don't know, we're gonna show you

Betcha don't know what's goin' on
If you don't know, we're gonna show you
Betcha don't know what's goin' on

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6 Minutes Of Pleasure - Lyrics - Mama Said Knock You Out - Ll Cool J

Title: 6 Minutes Of Pleasure
Album: Mama Said Knock You Out
Artist: Ll Cool J
Composer(s): J T Smith, M Williams

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Lyric:
I know why you're here
I ain't sayin' nothin'

Aiyyo baby I know why you're here
I know what you're doing, I can see it in your eyes
You're up to somethin', I know what it is
But we're still cool and we can socialize

I'm peepin' ya baby I'm holdin' back
I'm not lettin' go 'cause a fool doesn't
Have a shoulder to cry on, so, give me a kiss
And you service whether you like a mister or a miss

Aiyyo baby I know you don't love me
I know why you're here but I ain't sayin' nothin'
Aiyyo baby I know you don't love me
I know why you're here but I ain't sayin' nothin'

Aiyyo baby I know you don't love me
I know why you're here but I ain't sayin' nothin'
Aiyyo baby I know you don't love me
I know why you're here but I ain't sayin' nothin'

Baby you're my dear I know why you're here
I know why you came I know what you're thinkin'
I know what you need and that's what I've got
You think I'm goin' crazy no I'm not drinking

I know what you want, I made ya want it
Take my hand listen to the man
You have a plan don't even risk it
What do you want a biscuit?

Aiyyo baby I know you don't love me
I know why you're here but I ain't sayin' nothin'
Aiyyo baby I know you don't love me
I know why you're here but I ain't sayin' nothin'

Aiyyo baby I know you don't love me
I know why you're here but I ain't sayin' nothin'
Aiyyo baby I know you don't love me
I know why you're here but I ain't sayin' nothin'

Six minutes, six minutes
Six minutes, six minutes

Honey, I know what you're up to I know how you're livin'
I know where you go when you leave my house
I know what your dreams are but I dream too
You're with a man you're not with a mouse

I see how you stare I see how you smile
I see right through now act like you knew
I know all about where you been runnin'
Wipe your feet before you come in

Aiyyo baby I know you don't love me
I know why you're here but I ain't sayin' nothin'
Aiyyo baby I know you don't love me
I know why you're here but I ain't sayin' nothin'

Aiyyo baby I know you don't love me
I know why you're here but I ain't sayin' nothin'
Aiyyo baby I know you don't love me
I know why you're here but I ain't sayin' nothin'

Yeah, that's smooth, let's just sit here and relax
While my man plays the piano for us
Sip somethin' mellow and it's us while you're here
But of course I ain't sayin' nothin'

Okay, now that you know I know you know
That I know you know and that's the move so sit right here
Whisper in my ear caress my chest
And say somethin' smooth but don't forget I'll know what you'll say

Just what I thought I know the routine
I know the routine just what I thought
I know you tell the truth I know you don't lie
Ssh, close your eyes

Aiyyo baby I know you don't love me
I know why you're here but I ain't sayin' nothin'
Aiyyo baby I know you don't love me
I know why you're here but I ain't sayin' nothin'

Aiyyo baby I know you don't love me
I know why you're here but I ain't sayin' nothin'
Aiyyo baby I know you don't love me
I know why you're here but I ain't sayin' nothin'

I won't tell if you won't tell
It's cool with me
I know why you're here
I ain't sayin' nothin'

I know why you're here
I know

I ain't sayin' nothin'

I know why you're here
And I'm going nowhere girl
I know why you're here
I ain't sayin' nothin'

I know why you're here
I ain't sayin' nothin'
I know you don't love me
I know why you're here
But I ain't sayin' nothin'

I know why you're here
I ain't sayin' nothin'
I know you don't love me
But I ain't sayin' nothin'
(I know why you're here)
I ain't sayin'

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You Don'T Know - Lyrics - Best of B.B. King, Vol. 1 - B.B. King

Title: You Don'T Know
Album: Best of B.B. King, Vol. 1
Artist: B.B. King
Composer(s): Sam Ling, Riley King

Lyric:
You don't know how much I love you
You don't know how much I care
You don't know how much I need you
Without you life I can't bear

You don't know
You don't know, baby
You don't know how much I love you
And you can't know just how I feel

The flame is still burnin'
Burnin' deep down in my soul
When I think of your love and kisses
It makes my blood run cold

You don't know, baby
You don't know, baby
Yes you don't know how much I love you
And you can't know just how I feel

All my friends call me crazy
For acting the way that I do
But I just can't help myself
'Cause I'm so in love with you

You don't know
Yes baby, you don't know
You don't know how much I love you
And you can't know just how I feel

You don't know, you don't know
You don't know, baby
You don't know, you don't know
You don't know, baby
You don't know
Yes you don't know how much I love you
And you can't know just how I feel

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You Don'T Know - Lyrics - The Re-Up - Eminem

Title: You Don'T Know
Album: The Re-Up
Artist: Eminem
Composer(s): Ramone Johnson, Luis Resto, Curtis Jackson, Christopher Lloyd, Marshall Mathers

Lyric:
Shady!
Yeah

Who run it?
You know, you actin' like you don't know
We run it
You know but you actin' like you don't know
Who run it?
You know, you actin' like you don't know
We run it
You know but you actin' like you don't know

You know, you actin' like you don't know
I tear the club up fo' sho'
This flow is gon' bring more dough
And you know but you actin' like you don't know

Now homie I say I run it, run it 'cause I'm in control
Hypnotiq, Hennessey, a couple shots of Patron
I have you feelin' aight, I get you **** as a kite
Party poppin' shawty says she comin' with me tonight

I ain't shoulder leanin', I ain't snappin' and poppin'
Either I'm bobbin' ma head or I'm just standin' there watchin'
I'm a hustler I hustle, you can tell that I'm paid
And I protect what I got, I'm in the house with my *****

Homie you front you gon' get it, okay now maybe I civic
'Cause I want you to trip it, yeah, I be on that sh**-t
You should see when I'm stuntin', I flash the stones they be wantin'
**** see me rollin', you can tell that I'm holdin'

I'm just doin' ma thang, you know the Units the game
I got my grimy Shady with me you front you'll have to get me
Off your ***, I pay the lawsuit and laugh
It's not a big deal it's nothing but some cash, let's go

Who run it?
You know, you actin' like you don't know
I tear the club up fo' sho'
This flow is gon' bring more dough
And you know but you actin like you don't know

Who run it?
You know, you actin' like you don't know
I tear the club up fo' sho'
This flow is gon' bring more dough
And you know but you actin' like you don't know

When me and Fif 'got together to do this music
The more we became enveloped
We just developed a fellowship through it
It's no pretend ****, it's friendship, mi nemesis is su nemesis
Ain't for him, it's just media, see to them it's just images

But this **** is no gimmicks, this is blood in and blood out
When there's beef you jus' gotta know when to butt in and butt out
If there's a problem we solve it, if we don't resolve it
It usually just evolves into one big brawl and we all get involved in it

We should all get a merit, this much beef we inherit
And wear it like a badge of honor, pass it around and share it
And let it go to whoever's holdin' the most current people
On their shoulders and their soldiers got their backs 'til it's over

But tonight, we ain't comin' here to beef with nobody
We came to party, Banks, Cashis and Mr. Ferrari
So it's Shady Aftermizat, backin' that ***, you ********
Come hizzon, what kinda ******* quizition is that?

Who run it?
You know, you actin' like you don't know
I tear the club up fo' sho'
This flow is gon' bring more dough
And you know but you actin' like you don't know

Who run it?
I say you know, you actin' like you don't know
I tear the club up fo' sho'
This flow is gon' bring more dough
And you know but you actin' like you don't know

****** **** ricochet, Cashis wick-a-way
Slumped over, they gon? say, similar to J.F.K
O.C. come and test my way
I'ma ride to the death, do you rep that way?

Forever I'ma be a Shady 7-4 gangsta
Homie I?ll survive everything you got in that ch*****
I thrive off of danger, jumpin' in all beef
You keep talking sh** now the squad called me

Enough holdin' back the steam, Em' let off a magazine
Dappadon Cappa queen mixed in with Cashis creams
Started off with half a dream, developed into what you see
Telling ain't my cup of tea, can't tell I'm a f****** G?

I'm on automatic when I'm at it, start static
And you splattered, shattered, I'm a walkin' chick magnet
Spit it how I live it, live it all the way to the limit
And I'm always on my pivot for my digits, you dig it?

Who run it?
You know, you actin' like you don't know
I tear the club up fo' sho'
This flow is gon' bring more dough
And you know but you actin' like you don't know

Who run it?
You know, you actin' like you don't know
I tear the club up fo' sho'
This flow is gon' bring more dough
And you know but you actin' like you don't know
Who run it?

You know who this is
Shady, G-Unit, Aftermath
Lloyd Bands, Cashis
Marshall Mathers, Ferrari F-50
It's a movement, you can't stop it
Talk of New York, Tony Yayo

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I'M A G - Lyrics - Trill - Bun B

Title: I'M A G
Album: Trill
Artist: Bun B
Composer(s): Bernard James Freeman, M Dean, C Harris, L Williams

Lyric:
I'm a "G", nigga you don't know about me
I'm a "G", nigga you don't know about me
I'm a "G", nigga you don't know about me
But yo ass gonna learn and yo ass gonna see

I'm a "G", nigga you don't know about me
I'm a "G", nigga you don't know about me
I'm a "G", nigga you don't know about me
But yo ass gonna learn and yo ass gonna see

I stand 5 foot 10, 200 and half
100 percent gangsta don't smile and don't laff
In a 3 inch shirt nigga 38 waist
I ain't small mothafucka I'm takin' up some space

With a size 11 shoe that'll kick you in yo face
Bitch I'm all about a crime and ready to catch a case
I ain't scared to kick it in yo do and look around yo place
I ain't scared to cock back a fo and put 1 in yo face

Stay still nigga flava deuce, deuce in a third
Teflon coverin' yo body juice loose on a curve
I serve it like a tennis ball straite up the minice y'all
I position and competition and when I finish y'all

Can clear the collin' and call the corrin tell him next again
We shot him like a cracker and stabbed him like a Mexican
May never plex again not like he can
But just in case he get resurected is bestresurrecte he understands

I'm a "G", nigga you don't know about me
I'm a "G", nigga you don't know about me
I'm a "G", nigga you don't know about me
But yo ass gonna learn and yo ass gonna see

I'm a "G", nigga you don't know about me
I'm a "G", nigga you don't know about me
I'm a "G", nigga you don't know about me
But yo ass gonna learn and yo ass gonna see

I see these niggaz doin' a lot of talkin' but they never back it up
'Bout the work they movin' or the paper they stackin' up
You niggaz got the crack it up
The only thing you sellin' is wolf chickens
And we ain't buyin' 'em so pack it up

84's click, clack it up and down towners
From west side to the east we keep the G and that's a promise
But yo plaque on summers Americas most wanted
We criminal backgrounds and ready to straiteflauted

Only take is a salt dropper or a instigator
Messy mothafuckas got the make it fo and a instant hater
I'ma lay it down like a baby ready to nap
'Cuz I'ma trill nigga ready to clap, now wats up

I slap a nigga scope him with a back hand left
And continue till nobody from yo whack clan left
Bet you might cheat left and you might cheat the dealer
But you neva cheat the king of the underground on the rella

I'm a "G", nigga you don't know about me
I'm a "G", nigga you don't know about me
I'm a "G", nigga you don't know about me
But yo ass gonna learn and yo ass gonna see

I'm a "G", nigga you don't know about me
I'm a "G", nigga you don't know about me
I'm a "G", nigga you don't know about me
But yo ass gonna learn and yo ass gonna see

Hey, tell 'em for a minute Bun, chill to yo nigga don
They say they got some blowin' I'm the one them niggaz get it from
They talkin' shit is best interest is to get a gun
Grab the mac 9 and spit half a clip and them niggaz run

Sissy niggaz, sweeter then a cinnabun
I want 'em knocked off, we the ones you gotta get it done
A lot of rappers say they G's I don't feel 'em no, naw
Yea, sissy so keys I'm still a don

OG's usual low key movin' in
03 don't look up at my window, you don't know me
Gangsta, gangsta the same time
Picture the pump and paint that I ain't the kind

You wanna see me that's why I say no thanks to none
AKs, AR's man I can't decide
I got the mind of the hustler halacious grind
Man, I hold my city down like I anchor eyim

I'm a "G", nigga you don't know about me
I'm a "G", nigga you don't know about me
I'm a "G", nigga you don't know about me
But yo ass gonna learn and yo ass gonna see

I'm a "G", nigga you don't know about me
I'm a "G", nigga you don't know about me
I'm a "G", nigga you don't know about me
But yo ass gonna learn and yo ass gonna see
I'm a "G"

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Juvenile On Fire - Lyrics - 400 Degreez - Juvenile

Title: Juvenile On Fire
Album: 400 Degreez
Artist: Juvenile
Composer(s): Terius Gray, Byron Thomas

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Lyric:
Let's say I'm in a room with a bitch and the hoe don't wanna fuck
Like a man I'ma beat my meat and get my fuckin' nut
Fo' sho she gonna be drove then and I'ma cut the TV off
And got to sleep on that hoe then
Now tell that to your girlfriend, you tell her everything else

She goin' to be with her boyfriend, you goin' to be by your damsel
While I'm in my Benz with your friend and she 'bout to get nervous
Baby I don't want nothing but some mouth and lip service
Don't act bad, don't get mad, that's all I can do with you
'Cause I don't want your ass

Look you kinda fine with a nigga name on your spine
Now respect my fuckin' mind, how I'ma hit that from behind
Got a hoe across the court and molly boots the next door
I'm getting tired of you rappers, it's time for me to restore
I done fixed these bitches house up and have them living swell

But and still a nigga like me was eating a taco bell
But after that shit, all that trick shit, I stopped it
And lock my fuckin' pockets, you can't kick it or pop it
Now I get what I can get out of these hoes and I'm up
And if she wanna flex up then I'ma back the hoe up

Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires
Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires

Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires
Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires

See I know how to treat a hoe, just talkin' and great a hoe
Make a know I don't need a hoe, don't mix up your people hoe
If I tell you do something, you better do what I say
If you plannin' on playin' me, better get out my way

A bitch will get you killed, that's the way I think
From some old bitch ass nigga tryin' to receive my bank
Pussy come and it go, it been like that before I got here
Pussy don't wait for me or no nigga but it's gonna stop here

For a little while, so I'ma get what I could
And if she 'bout sucking some dick, I ain't hatin' its all good
Now can I get that out you, it ain't hard to do
You's a fine muthafucka and it starts with you

I'm trying to fuck something till it can't see
What I'ma show you with this dick, you gonna thank me
A nigga gonna be like that until the moment I retire
Ask them bitches 'bout me and they gonna say that I'm on fire

Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires
Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires

Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires
Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires

If I even fuck with a bitch she gonna know
Not to conversate with nigga's and to open my door
My business is my business, it ain't to be heard
My nigga's is my nigga's, so you don't say a word

And you don't touch my shit, you don't drive my shit
I got dope in the house and I hide my shit
I have bad nerves, I hope you don't try my shit
Do right and nice things I'ma buy my bitch

Some bitches you gotta play 'em with a long string
You play them close and you gonna be bangin' wrong things
You got something that I hear you don't wanna bring
You not a muthafuckin' player you a punk main

Let me get one of them hoes up on this dope dick
Stop handcuffin' that bitch let her approach this
You know when Juvenile comes he has to smoke shit
I'm on fire on fire, you know this

Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires
Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires

Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires
Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires

Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires
Girl that's Juvenile, you don't know he on fire
17 inch momo's like magic on his tires

You can fuck my bitch, yea
You can fuck my bitch
You can fuck my bitch
You can fuck my bitch

Let me fuck your bitch, I don't love that bitch
I don't trust that bitch, you can fuck my bitch
Let me fuck your bitch, I don't love that bitch
I don't trust that bitch, you can fuck my bitch

Let me fuck your bitch, I don't love that bitch
I don't trust that bitch, you can fuck my bitch
Let me fuck your bitch, I don't love that bitch
I don't trust that bitch

You don't know he on fire
You don't know he on fire
You don't know he on fire
You don't know he on fire

My bitch is your bitch, my bitch is your bitch
(Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot)
Your bitch is my bitch, my bitch is your bitch
(Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot)
My bitch is your bitch, your bitch is my bitch
(Hot, hot, hot)

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You Don'T Know Me At All - Lyrics - Ringo Starr

Title: You Don'T Know Me At All
Artist: Ringo Starr
Composer(s): David Jordan

Lyric:
You say, you know me
You really know me
But you don't know me at all

Thinkin' that I just don't care
Any minute, I'm not there
Sittin' all alone, pickin' up the phone to call

You say, you need me
But though you need me
You wonder how did you fall

But if you swear it can't be true
That I should care the way I do
Then you don't know me at all

(Shoobi doo dam dam)
I'm not foolin' around
It's nothing new, I'm telling you
This heart of mine beats just for you

(Shoobi doo dam dam)
You're the only one
And there's no reason I should ever lie
(Oh, oh, oh, oh)

You say, you need me
But though you need me
You wonder how did you fall

But if you swear it can't be true
That I could feel the same way to
Then you don't know me at all

You don't know me
You don't know me
You don't
(Shoobi doo dam dam)
(Shoobi doo dam dam)
You don't know me at all

You don't know me
(Shoobi doo dam dam)
You don't know me
(Shoobi doo dam dam)
You don't know me, you don't know me at all

You don't know me
(Shoobi doo dam dam)
You don't know me
(Shoobi doo dam dam)
You don't know me, you don't know me at all

You don't know me
(Shoobi doo dam dam)
You don't know me
(Shoobi doo dam dam)
You don't know me, you don't know me at all
...

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Fevah (He Dont Know) - Lyrics - Point of No Return - Shareefa

Title: Fevah (He Dont Know)
Album: Point of No Return
Artist: Shareefa
Composer(s): Carl Thompson, Kenneth M. Hairston, Sharieefah Cooper

Lyric:
He don't know that I'm checkin' you
He don't know that I'm checkin' you
He don't know, yeah

He don't know that I'm checkin' you
I'm so nervous, you got me open
He don't know that I'm checkin' you

I was chillin' with my sister Eliza
And that's when I peeped you
You was standing right next to a brother
That was trynna holla right me

I try to keep my composure
As I saw you walk up on me
Oh, look at the time I've wasted 'cause I dissed your man
He might be hatin' 'cause he don't know

He don't know that I'm checkin' you
We getting closer, I'm feeling stronger
He don't know that I'm checkin' you
He don't know, yeah

He don't know that I'm checkin' you
I'm so nervous, you got me open
He don't know I'm checkin' you
He don't know

Here we are on the phone it's so crazy
Got me going over the things that you sake me
In the back, I can hear your boy talkin'
If he knew it was me, he be buggin'

I feel bad in the back of my mind
'Cause I think about it all the time
Turning him down then coming around with you
Sooner or later, he's gonna see I'm there with you

He don't know that I'm checkin' you
We getting closer, I'm feeling stronger
He don't know that I'm checkin' you
He don't know, yeah

He don't know that I'm checkin' you
I'm so nervous, you got me open
He don't know I'm checkin' you
He don't know

You know, don't you just hate
When a dude trynna holla to you?
And you was just not feelin'
I'm mean the chemistry was just not there

So then you at the club, you know
Hanging out with your girls
And you've been checking at the guy
Since he damn near walked

Now y'all makin' eye contact
And you askin' for a second drink
So you just feelin' grown and sexy right now
But here's the catch, you see

The same guy you wasn't checkin'
Was standing next to the guy you are checkin'

He don't know that I'm checkin' you
We getting closer, I'm feeling stronger
He don't know that I'm checkin' you
He don't know, yeah

He don't know that I'm checkin' you
I'm so nervous, you got me open
He don't know I'm checkin' you
He don't know

He don't know that I'm checkin' you
He don't know that I'm checkin' you

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Have You Ever Been Away - Lyrics - Beautiful South

Title: Have You Ever Been Away
Artist: Beautiful South
Composer(s): Dave Rotheray, Paul Heaton

Lyric:
Your fight them on the beaches
Speeches make me despair
'Cause if there's one thing we can guarantee
Is you will not he there

Tidying your room
Making up your bed
And if your diary's full that week
You'll send us lot instead

Send us lot instead
Put a poppy by my lovers bed
We believe you when you say
You've hurt your back

Have you ever been away
Where were you when we took Calais?
I don't know, I don't care
I'm just glad that I wasn't there
You don't know, you don't care
You're just glad that you wasn't there

I don't know, I don't care
(Have you ever been away?)
I'm just glad that I wasn't there

I'm afraid your Rule Britannia mania
Doesn't ring so true
If I was captain of the waves
I'd turn the gun on you

Any last requests
Before you join dead?
I'll crap into your Union Jack
And wrap it 'round your head

Wrap it 'round your head
Take a look at all the blood we've shed
We'll believe you when you say
It was worth it

Have you ever been away
Where were you when we took Calais?
I don't know, I don't care
I'm just glad that I wasn't there
You don't know, you don't care
You're just glad that you wasn't there

I don't know, I don't care
(Have you ever been away?)
I'm just glad that I wasn't there

Liberate the streets of Europe
Give our kids a chance
Give them Beaujolais by tap
And cheap day trips to France

But you have never seen or smelt
This ungodly death
It's like the stench of roasted lamb
Upon your father's breath

I don't know, I don't care
I'm just glad that I wasn't there
You don't know, you don't care
You're just glad that you wasn't there

I don't know, I don't care
(Have you ever been away?)
I'm just glad that I wasn't there
I don't know, I don't care
(Have you ever been away?)
I'm just glad that I wasn't there

I don't know, I don't care
I'm just glad that I wasn't there
I don't know, I don't care
I'm just glad that I wasn't there

I don't know, I don't care
I'm just glad that I wasn't there
I don't know, I don't care
I'm just glad that

You don't know, you don't care
You're just glad that you wasn't there
I don't know, I don't care
I'm just glad that I wasn't there

You don't know, you don't care
You're just glad that you wasn't there
I don't know, I don't care
I'm just glad that I wasn't there

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Karmically Close - Lyrics - Alishas Attic

Title: Karmically Close
Artist: Alishas Attic
Composer(s): Karen Ann Poole, Terence James Martin, Michelle Lena Mcerlaine

Lyric:
Yes it's true, I've been waiting for a sign
Something that I could've grab onto
It's a ploy, it's reliant on you, boy
Would you let me? Would you let me, please?

I wonder, I don't know what you're thinking
Have you checked my aura, are we karmically close?
When you sleep, do you dream of me?
When you're awake, where do you wanna be?
Have you checked my aura, are we karmically close?
Karmically close
(I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know)
(Hey, yeah)

Yes, that's right
(Well that's right)
I've got a pop life
And my soul is wretched and jaded
Would you care? Can I get you unaware?
Are you decided, or undecided?
(Ooo ooo, yeah)

I wonder, I don't know what you're thinking
Have you checked my aura, are we karmically close?
When you sleep, do you dream of me?
When you're awake, where do you wanna be?
Have you checked my aura, are we karmically close?
Karmically close
(I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know)

Ooo, corruptible you
Ooo, I got to get you
Look inside here I am open don't you feel it too?
Irresistible you, ooo, I got to get you
Look inside, do you see anything?

I wonder, I don't know what you're thinking
Have you checked my aura, are we karmically close?
When you sleep, do you dream of me?
When you're awake, where do you wanna be?
Have you checked my aura, are we karmically close?

I wonder, I don't know what you're thinking
Have you checked my aura, are we karmically close?
When you sleep, do you dream of me?
When you're awake, where do you wanna be?
Have you checked my aura, are we karmically close?
(I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know)

Karmically close
(I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know)
(I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know)
Karmically close
(I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know)

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Till It'S Gone - Lyrics - Busta Rhymes

Title: Till It'S Gone
Artist: Busta Rhymes
Composer(s): Derrick Harris, Kenneth Gamble, Trevor Smith, Jerry J. Ross

Lyric:
Hey, yo, yo
Yo, hey, yo, yo
Hey, yo
Hey, yo, yo

You don't know what you got until it's
They say you don't know what you got until it's gone
You don't know what you got until it's
They say you don't know what you got until it's gone

Hey, ya, ya, yo, yo, ya, ya, yo
It was the first sign on the day of my birth
I entered the earth blind
Vulnerable to everythin' I would first find
Condition of bein' niggaz having the worst mind

Becomin' weak like we scavengers of the worst kind
From havin' nothin' to plot and makin' the earth mine
Makin' the earth mine

That's kinda big aspirations for a nigga
That's just kinda got on his first grind
But it's aight 'cause I'm blowin' whole on my first shine
Kinda gas quicker than spaz ready to burst mine

And though it seems like obstacles come at the worst time
Goin' from being successful to commitin' the worst crimes
So quick like a bitch massagin' ya whole dick
And bust a nut, and it's over sabotagin' ya own shit

We always good when we get it and then abuse
Then regret it, 'cause as quick as we get it we fuckin' lose it
That's what my mother used to tell me

(You don't know what you got until it's)
See, they ain't knowin' though
(They say you don't know what you got until it's gone)
That's what my mother used to always tell me

(You don't know what you got until it's)
Hey yo, I peep that they ain't knowin' though
(They say you don't know what you got until it's gone)
That's what my mother used to always tell me

See in a flash they could take it from you like hocus pocus
So count your blessings and, baby, I hope you stay in focus
Wide awake like I'm drinkin' them Cappuccino Mochas
Takin' on more stress and get to becomin' smokers

Like the shit they setup just straight provoke us
And fall victim to the shit till it stifle and choke us
I promise you'll find the truth when you done diggin' it out
Stop the shiverin', nigga, I think I just figured it out

You see we thug physically and mentally soft
Kept lyin' to yourself so that your worth and your value is lost
Sometime the feelin' of the city is wrong
Why we appreciate 'em all now that Tupac and Biggie is gone?

Somehow I'm seein' it clear
I would have rather this value them just as much
When both them niggaz is here
Yeah, we always good when we get it and then abuse it
Then regret it 'cause as quick as we get it we fuckin' lose it, listen

(You don't know what you got until it's)
See, they ain't knowin' though
(They say you don't know what you got until it's gone)
That's what my mother used to always tell me

(You don't know what you got until it's)
Hey yo, I peep that they ain't knowin' though
(They say you don't know what you got until it's gone)
Yo that's what my mother used to always tell me

Extend your hand for the worried and bless 'em if they need you
Don't ever take life for granted and bite the hand that feeds you
Be cautious how you treat people and how the people feel you
Respect niggaz or else the Karma is coming to kill you

You got it good, baby, just get your shit together
Before you lose it and it's over and gone forever
Dress for the stormy weather, feel the songs
For everyone is personal like I was just writin' myself a letter

A lot of niggaz be wilin', callin' a name
With disrespect, cashin' and blightin', throwin' salt in the game
I'm sayin', I'm dealin' with logic, I hope you ain't thinkin' I'm rude
But stop ruin the greatest thing that's been given us food

Clothin' and shelter when it's cold we be staying warm
Imagine if they just took the music and rap was gone
We always good when we get it and then abuse it
I won't let it 'cause it's precious and I ain't ready to lose it, listen

(You don't know what you got until it's)
See, they ain't knowin' though
(They say you don't know what you got until it's gone)
That's what my mother used to always tell me

(You don't know what you got until it's)
Hey yo, I peep that they ain't knowin' though
(They say you don't know what you got until it's gone)
That's what my mother used to always tell me

(You don't know what you got until it's)
See, they ain't knowin' though
(They say you don't know what you got until it's gone)
That's what my mother used to always tell me

(You don't know what you got until it's)
Hey yo, I peep that they ain't knowin' though
(They say you don't know what you got until it's gone)
That's what my mother used to always tell me

You don't know what you got until it's
They say you don't know what you got until it's gone
You don't know what you got until it's gone

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