Won't Understand

Pipe that shit up, TNT D-Mac on the fuckin' track I'll tell you bout my life But you'll probably wouldn't understand We was scared to leave the house Without our pipes even tho we don't fear no man And a problem we ain't tryna fight Tryna put you in the scene Send you where we sent your man Fuck doing your dead ass friend Fuck you and your dead ass partners Toat' in brooms like Harry Potter Can't go barely silent money did ain't pay no dollar Money stuck in the name of love Money stuck in the puddle of blood Chopper started jumping head to moon walking like MJ would Ain't nuthin' changed I'm in my lamb With the stick jumpin' out the hood Ain't nothin' change if I'm with the fame (I wish a nigga would) Mama taught me don't play with my food Thanking mama I over stood Get ready on that beat and I ain't tell I got food Pretty nigga gon' claim that beat Well Jackboy claim no play I don't need no Kryptonite, big .40 knock off superman cape Pay for the re-range super Me and superman fake Go cap put his ass, put his ass to the face Talk about gunning in a broad day in the field moves suffering LJ Stick with the man Gole What a fuck Jack 9 need a rollie Fuck dat get his ass for the loot Dropping heat doing night in the booth Chop spit like loser in a zoo When it hit night on the parole Get sick fuck around with you Talking with the hoes, put on your moves Put a new bitch on the news Stop when you hear me show Stop on your hand with our shoes With two of us it get surgical The pretty candy is lyrical Fuck nigga make this lyrical Go with the drum it's a musical Go make his go aye he go I can make his lineup look dummy tho I'll tell you bout my life But you'll probably wouldn't understand We was scared to leave the house Without our pipes even tho we don't fear no man And a problem we ain't tryna fight tryna put you in the scene Send you where we sent your man Fuck doing your dead ass friend Fuck you and your dead ass partners Toat' in brooms like Harry Potter Can't go barely silent money did ain't pay no dollar Money stuck in the name of love Money stuck in the puddle of blood Chopper started jumping head to moon walking like MJ would Ain't nothin' changed I'm in my lamb With the stick jumpin' out the hood Ain't nothin' change if I'm with the fame (I wish a nigga would) Mama taught me don't play with my food Thanking mama I over stood Get ready on that beat and I ain't tell I got food I'll tell you bout my life But you'll probably wouldn't understand Ain't nothing change if I'm with the fame I wish a nigga would I'll tell you bout my life But you'll probably wouldn't understand We was scared to leave the house Without our pipes even tho we don't fear no man And a problem we ain't tryna fight tryna put you in the scene Send you where we sent your man Fuck doing your dead ass friend Fuck you and your dead ass partners Toat' in brooms like Harry Potter Can't go barely silent money did ain't pay no dollar Money stuck in the name of love Money stuck in the puddle of blood Chopper started jumping head to moon walking like MJ would Ain't nothin' changed I'm in my lamb With the stick jumpin' out the hood Ain't nothin' change if I'm with the fame (I wish a nigga would) Mama taught me don't play with my food Thanking mama I over stood Get ready on that beat and I ain't tell I got food