T.I. - You Know Who LYRICS

T.I. {Talking}
Alright man yall win. I wont say it...atleast for this time, hey(ha!)

[Verse 1]
You steady lookin for the realest, well I'm real as it get
Rap to the nigga dealin hard who livin legit
Pistol better, nigga wetter, I aint delivered 'em yet
My mouth big, but I got a pistol bigger than that
I got to die for my respect so, I honor the code
Keep niggas who be out there facin stuntin for hoes
And if ye aint never chose to remember nothin befo
Just know the game somethin you win, somethin you know(hey)
But if she oughta begin again, start in it go
Learn to shoot pistol, flip it, or how hard it grow
Now if ye aint never heard of pimp squad befo
Ye better ask a real nigga, or a broad you know
Cause ye aint ready for the pros, u gettin out of yo brain
Ye in over yo head, way out of ye lane
I'll be insane to say I'm filthy rich and got it from Kane
So we'll just say if niggas know they just got it the same, Right

(Chorus)
Cuz you know who, and you know what, and you know where
Go against us, too unfair
Cuz everywhere you do a show, we got kinfolk there
Now you know I aint no more, and now the tinfolk there, it's
You know who, and you know what, and you know where
Beefin', now don't you go there
And if you do, don't use a gap producers, he won't care
He'll get you to rule the road, pimpin' he won't share, man

[Verse 2]
I know you think you out there gettin it in
But what you doin', I done done it once and did it again
And had choice between runnin wild and hittin the sin
And he was sellin' down turn, not million and 10
Could give a damn if I never sell a million again
I gotta thank you a million, just for 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
Don't flop, who me, pimpin' loosen ye screws
You kinda dope if you lettin' niggas shootin' at you
No ye ain't ready for the shit I'm introducin' to you
The roof in the back of the 'Mach ain't as translucent as you
So now you nigga dressin' up, man do what you do
I got style, pimp, it's more than just a sue(??) in the shoe
It's the proof, and I'm the truth, stack gun on the seal
I'm what it is, these other niggas just southern with deals, for real

(Chorus)
Cuz you know who, and you know what, and you know where
Go against us, too unfair
Cuz everywhere you do a show, we got kinfolk there
Now you know I aint no more, and now the tinfolk there, it's
You know who, and you know what, and you know where
Beefin', now don't you go there
And if you do, don't use a gap producers, he won't care
He'll get you to rule the road, pimpin' he won't share, man

[Beat continues..]