I Don't Understand Songtext
von Killa

I don′t understand why they hatin' on me
I done paid the cost to be the boss of these streets
I done broke the laws and got away scot-free
Never took a loss, now fuck around and you′ll see

I'm the man with the plan with my Glock in my hand
I'll leave you dead where you stand if you can′t comprehend
I never ran and never will, watchin′ putos talk shit
Disrespect and get killed, I'm for realer with the steel, the man
That′s why they call me Killa, who's the next fake rapper
With the next fake name? It ain′t me, little puto
Don't make that mistake ′cause I don't play
When I say I'll put your brains on
Display and throw your body in the bay
Now you′re swimmin′ with the fishes, so when you get to here
Just let 'em know this killer′s vicious, suspicious, never personal
The killer's strictly business, steady killin′ every witness
Takin' out you bitches and you motherfuckin′ snitches


I don't understand why they hatin' on me
I done paid the cost to be the boss of these streets
I done broke the laws and got away scot-free
Never took a loss, now fuck around and you′ll see
I don′t understand why they hatin' on me
I done paid the cost to be the boss of these streets
I done broke the laws and got away scot-free
Never took a loss, now fuck around and you′ll see

You'll never know who′s fake and who's not ′til fools drop
You think a nigga's ill just because he got shot
But that don't mean squat unless you pop back
I duck shots and pop back, now let me see you top that
I stay strapped with my .40, I′m a shorty, I′m a rapper
Not a actor, all I got is true stories
In case you vatos like to keep it real
I got violence in my blood, plus I'm highly fuckin′ skilled
I can hit a moving target right across an open field
That's how I got my name, I ain′t playin' with you, son
This ain′t a fuckin' game, I explain all my pain
So insane in the brain, representin' Trewood Lane, mane
And that will never change


I don′t understand why they hatin′ on me
I done paid the cost to be the boss of these streets
I done broke the laws and got away scot-free
Never took a loss, now fuck around and you'll see
I don′t understand why they hatin' on me
I done paid the cost to be the boss of these streets
I done broke the laws and got away scot-free
Never took a loss, now fuck around and you′ll see

Only the realest will feel this, the drug dealers and killers
None of you pussies pushin' Pintos, only my people packin′ pistols
Doin' crime up on the streets like me
I got my dope house in the ghetto
But y'all think I′m slangin′ weed, y'all
Think I′m just another motherfuckin' rapper
But you homos fail to see, honestly
Honesty, to be the boss, it costs a fee
I repeat, honestly, to be the boss, it costs a fee
But nowadays, there′s such a thing we call animosity
It's the hatin′ in the makin', it's the fake puto fakin′
It′s the poison in your blood, it's the fat from the bacon
That you cannot stand, I put that on my baby grand
You can′t get rid of the fakin' ′cause it's popular demand

I don′t understand why they hatin' on me
I done paid the cost to be the boss of these streets
I done broke the laws and got away scot-free
Never took a loss, now fuck around and you'll see
I don′t understand why they hatin′ on me
I done paid the cost to be the boss of these streets
I done broke the laws and got away scot-free
Never took a loss, now fuck around and you'll see