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Won't Understand Lyrics - Artist : Jackboy
Pipe that shit up, TNT
D-Mac on the fuckin' track I'll tell you bout my life But you'll probably woun'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 My nigga did it, 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 nothing changed even with the fame (I wish a nigga would) Mama taught me don't play the fool Thanking mama I understood Get ready on that beat and I ain't tell I got food Pretty nigga gon' claim that beat Well Jackboy clean the plate I don't need no Kryptonite, big.40 knock off superman cape 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 moving like LJ Stick with the [?] What the fuck Tek 9 I need a Rollie Fuck dat get his ass for the loot Dropping heat doing night in the booth Chop spit like [?] zoo When it hit night on the parole Get sick fuck around with [?] Talking with the hoes, put on your moves Put a new bitch on the news Stop when you [?] 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 line them up like dominos I'll tell you bout my life But you'll probably woun'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 My nigga did it, 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 nothing changed even with the fame (I wish a nigga would) Mama taught me don't play the fool Thanking mama I understood Get ready on that beat and I ain't tell I got food I'll tell you bout my life But you'll probably woun'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 woun'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 My nigga did it, 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 nothing changed even with the fame (I wish a nigga would) Mama taught me don't play the fool Thanking mama I understood Get ready on that beat and I ain't tell I got food |
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