C-murder - They Don't Really Know You Lyrics
[master p]Yo c, thats where your boo stay at?Oh they ballin like that huh?What they think about you fool?Chorus [erica foxx]Boy they dont really know you, like I really know youI dont care what they sayBoy they dont really know you, like I really know youI dont care what they say[erica foxx]Im down with you, til the end boyWhen the strugglin, hustlin, thuggin, lovinSo I aint trippin on what they sayinAbout you, cause I got you, even if your creepinChorus [erica foxx]Boy they dont really know you, like I really know youI dont care what they sayBoy they dont really know you, like I really know youI dont care what they say[c-murder]Its like one plus one, equals me and you, booI know you forever tru by the things you doNot only would you ride, die, and cry for meYoull even take my charge, kiss your baby bye for meNow thats love, that unconditinal kindIf we broke up, or you throw up, you might lose your mindYou catch me red-handed, with my hands on the goodsBut you let me slide cause you know Im straight out the hoodYou say its because of all the little things I doIf minds only knew the real things we been throughBut most of all I like the way you be scratching my backAnd grabbin my pillows and pulling the sheets, when youre lovin meChorus [erica foxx]Boy they dont really know you, like I really know youI dont care what they sayBoy they dont really know you, like I really know youI dont care what they say[master p]Now you gonna ride with me wodie when times get hardNow if my luck change, then we both live largeTake care of the kids, cause Ill be home in a weekAnd that diamond bezzle you wanted, its under the treeSix carots, two minks, Ill be bringing with meThem ? ? get out cause Im ready to fleeSee I like a thug girl thats gonna keep it realAnd when the cops pull us over, shes gonna hide that steelAnd my boonapalist post bail when a soldier be downAnd she even hit a lick, just to keep me roundMy little boo dont even trip when they be wanting her manCause when she go shopping, is it you and a friendTattooed my name on her back cause she loved a thugAnd before we go hustlin, it be kisses and hugsAnd dont mess with no scrub, cause she love that budAnd there aint no limit to this ghetto love, ya heard me?Chorus [erica foxx]Boy they dont really know you, like I really know youI dont care what they sayBoy they dont really know you, like I really know youI dont care what they say
