You might've seen me in the streets, but n*gga you dont know me
When you holla when you speak, remember you dont know me
Save all that hatin and that poppin pimpin
Quit tellin people I'm yo partner listen you don't know me
Don't be a groupie keep it movin, n*gga you dont know me
Hey I aint trippin but the truth is really, you dont know me
Yeah you know they call me KrAyZ13 LoCo but you dont know me
You be hatin when u see why cause you dont know meI think its time I made a song for n*ggas who dont know me
I graduated out the streets, Ima real O.G.
I been trappin shootin pistols since I stood 4 feet
So all you niggas actin bad you gone have to show me
You gone make me bring the Chevy to a real slow creep
My n*ggas hangin out the window mouth full of gold teeth
When the guns start poppin wonder when its gone cease
Chopper hit you in the side and create a slow leak
We been in the speculation cause today we gone see
Whats the future of a sucka n*gga hatin on me
I don't give a f*ck about the fed's investigation on me
I don't care that they at my shows and they waitin on me
Ima keep on flossin poppin long as Tomp is on the beat
Tell polices i aint stoppin Ima keep it in the streets
Contrary to your beliefs I'm as real as you can be
F*ck ya thoughts and ya feelings n*gga you dont know meOnce again let me remind you n*gga you don't know me
So dont be walkin up and asking whats the deal on a key
I dont know if you wearing wires you could be the police
If I was slangin blow you couldn't get an O.Z.
See me in the PSC follow through at a show deep
Police holdin up the door cause they know we tot heat
I jus wanna rap a seat blowin dro in the fleet
Or wit clan by the dozen different bitches in a week
I jus wanna chill wit Kuntry and his daddy Freddie G
Ballin out at anytime at any store an spill a G
I wanna ball in the Bahamas courtesy of K.T.
MacBoney gotta mill but its dolla D.P.
A.K. house on the hill right next to JD
Every week meet at a restaurant for lunch and eat free
Get in they pay lil Greg and B
Thats the only shot we got at gettin Cap back on the streetsWhen a sucka hatin on a G ask him what it's gon be
What you lookin at naw n*gga you don't no me
At the club or in the streets Or where ever we should meet
Its choppers choppin pistol poppin
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