I Don’t Know

T.I.

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    Now I don't know what you been told about me
    (I don't know what you thought but the real is)
    But I don't take no shit from no nigga
    (At all nigga, no exception, homeboy)
    And I wonder what my kids think about me
    If I went to jail
    (If I had to, would you love me)
    'Cause I had to kill me a nigga

    Aye, I'm hoping for the best, tryna dodge the stress
    But sometimes that just ain't the way that it go
    Hey, if a nigga pull up on me at the light and it's a choppa in sight
    Felon or not, bet I be lettin' it go
    I gotta make it back home
    Major need me to cut his cartoons on
    My baby Deyjah catchin' feelings 'bout everything, she sensitive
    And King love money
    I need to show him how to get it then
    Domani need me to tell 'em
    You wanna rap, then take it serious then
    Play thing it never been
    All I did was get it in
    Nique-Nique need a nigga to know what a real nigga is
    Messiah need me to show him how I broke a deal
    So imagine if I went and got killed
    Get real, nigga
    And you know everyday we out here in the field
    Gettin' it how we live
    Fuck a record deal
    Put my money with yo money
    All we do is get mo money
    But you know what I gotta do when someone trying to take it from me now

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    Disrespect me and we have to shoot it out in the street
    Fuck it, that's just how that shit have to be
    I gotta drum on the C
    So the carpet spit 50 at least
    Message to all who wanna see me deceased
    Come and get you a piece
    You think I'm poutin' nigga
    Slice me and eat
    Boy ain't went one day out my life I was sweet
    Except for to her
    See she need me to keep it Couture
    And buy her all the fancy shit she prefer
    She ain't get it though
    But you gotta play yo part for a nigga though
    Fuck a bitch, stay away from them niggas though
    'Cause you gon' have me kickin' in a nigga door
    Wavin' pistols, fuck you nigga
    Bitch go get yo shit, let's go
    Or do you need me to let you go
    Find a rich nigga, buy a house, so I can move next door
    Sit there and watch yo new husband as he pull out the garage
    Watch you tip toe in that door, so I can give you this rod
    You so impressed with them niggas
    You know this ain't no faćade
    I'll pull my tech on them niggas
    And get 'em closer to God
    You say I find the worst in er'ythang I see
    But I love hard
    That's somethin' you know about me
    Girl you know about me, aye

    You know what I'm sayin'
    I know I had a lot of fucked up shit goin' on in my life
    And this shit, God damn
    It's in my head and in my heart, man
    It ain't on me, it's in me
    You know what I'm sayin'?
    And and maybe I haven't developed enough
    To where I can communicate in a way that'll keep me
    From doing somethin' that'll trip my life off the streets, my nigga
    So if separation is the best then
    I respectfully say I love you to God damn death
    And all my children
    If I have to dome me a nigga out here
    Please just come see me, man
    When you can, man
    Lemme see my grand kids
    But I'll be gotdamned
    If a mafucka' take you from me, man
    I put my mafuckin' life on that
    Kill or be killed, nigga

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    Composición: T.i. y Kenoe

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