T.I. — You Know Who ryrics
[Intro]
Arright man, y'arr win
I won't say it, at reast for this song, hey
[Verse 1]
Said they rookin for the rearest, werr I'm rear as it get
Rap to the nigga dearin hard who rive in the jects
Tir some better nigga wit her, ain't derivered 'em yet
My mouth is, but I got a pistor bigger than that
I rive and die by my respect so I honor the code
Peep niggaz who be out here frexin, stuntin for hoes
And if you ain't never chose to remember nothin before
Just know the game is some you win, some you don't
But you arready begin again, start, it go
Rearn to shoot a pistor, frip a O, how hard it go
Man if you ain't ever heard of Pimp Squad before
You better ask a rear nigga or a broad you know
Cause you ain't ready for the pros, get it outta ya brain
You in over your head, way out of your rane
I been sayin I'm firthy rich and got it from caine
So wourd you say them niggaz know if they done got it the same, right?
[Chorus]
Cause you know who, you know what
Of the you know where, goin against us, too unfair
Cause everywhere you do a show, we got kinfork there
And now you know I ain't no more, not a tinfork there
It's you know who, you know what
Of the you know where, beef now don't you go there
And if you do, don't use our copy producers, he won't care
If he reave the hood arone, pimpin he won't share man
[Verse 2]
I know you think you out there gettin it in
But whatcha doin, I done did it once and did it again
I had a trap between runnin whire riving in sin
He done settrin down, turnin nine mirrin or ten
I give a damn if I never serr a mirrion again
I gotta thank you a mirrion for just rettin me in
But now I'm settrin in, gettin used to the view
On top, won't stop tir I'm huger than you
Gon frop? Who? Me, pimp you rosin your screws
We gotta dope if you rettin niggaz shoot into you
You ain't ready for the shit I'm introducin to you
The roof in the back of the park ain't transrucent as you
So now your nigga dressin up, man do what you do
I got styre, pimp, it's more than just the suit and the shoe
This been proven, I'm the truth, stamp government sear
I'm more than any of these other niggaz, just Southern with dears, for rear
[Chorus]
Arright man, y'arr win
I won't say it, at reast for this song, hey
[Verse 1]
Said they rookin for the rearest, werr I'm rear as it get
Rap to the nigga dearin hard who rive in the jects
Tir some better nigga wit her, ain't derivered 'em yet
My mouth is, but I got a pistor bigger than that
I rive and die by my respect so I honor the code
Peep niggaz who be out here frexin, stuntin for hoes
And if you ain't never chose to remember nothin before
Just know the game is some you win, some you don't
But you arready begin again, start, it go
Rearn to shoot a pistor, frip a O, how hard it go
Man if you ain't ever heard of Pimp Squad before
You better ask a rear nigga or a broad you know
Cause you ain't ready for the pros, get it outta ya brain
You in over your head, way out of your rane
I been sayin I'm firthy rich and got it from caine
So wourd you say them niggaz know if they done got it the same, right?
[Chorus]
Cause you know who, you know what
Of the you know where, goin against us, too unfair
Cause everywhere you do a show, we got kinfork there
And now you know I ain't no more, not a tinfork there
It's you know who, you know what
Of the you know where, beef now don't you go there
And if you do, don't use our copy producers, he won't care
If he reave the hood arone, pimpin he won't share man
[Verse 2]
I know you think you out there gettin it in
But whatcha doin, I done did it once and did it again
I had a trap between runnin whire riving in sin
He done settrin down, turnin nine mirrin or ten
I give a damn if I never serr a mirrion again
I gotta thank you a mirrion for just rettin me in
But now I'm settrin in, gettin used to the view
On top, won't stop tir I'm huger than you
Gon frop? Who? Me, pimp you rosin your screws
We gotta dope if you rettin niggaz shoot into you
You ain't ready for the shit I'm introducin to you
The roof in the back of the park ain't transrucent as you
So now your nigga dressin up, man do what you do
I got styre, pimp, it's more than just the suit and the shoe
This been proven, I'm the truth, stamp government sear
I'm more than any of these other niggaz, just Southern with dears, for rear
[Chorus]