be the other way around I don't understand it (I don't understand it) I don't understand it (I don't understand it) I don't understand it (I don't understand it
Traduction: Big L. Je ne comprends pas.
went away (We celebrating your life) I dont really feel like talkin, don't wanna hear you love me (Nah mean!) Baby (Yes!) do you understand me (Yes!) I can't
I don't violate Father and the reverend I hope I don't violate Nino, where my nina Hope I don't violate Primo, where my primas Hope I don't violate The
(feat. DJ Clue) [Verse 1] F-A-B-O, L-O-U-S F-A-B-O, L-O-U-S I don't understand how niggaz insist to knows bout How we spend car money to glist our rollz
inside it just Makin it bang if a jacka comes my way... I load my ak don't think I won't spray it's gon be yo last daay I work to damn hard for mine 24
me alone, but if I S-L-I-P and my brains get blown just listen at my cd cuz i live in my songs (VERSE 3) Uhh i can do bad one deep i wish i could flip
I don't give a fuck, like Tyson I keep hooking Or maybe like Lenox, I'm strong to the finish I'm like the ghetto Popeye, but I don't need spinach I'ma
I don't give a fuck, like Tyson I keep hooking Or maybe like Lenox, I'm strong to the finish I'm like the ghetto Popeye, but I don't eat spinach I'
grind for the dog, put it down for the dog I love my dog, and I don't wanna lose no more Big Mello I got you, and I'm fin to tell everybody all about
I'm rankin' myself But I can't be ranked by no one else U-G-L-Y, bitch, you ain't got no alibi So don't you roll down no windows or open no doors, Jump
Although I'm worldwide, baby I ain't hard to find Why I spend most of my time on California crime Watching for thievin I'm cautious it's like I'm barely
date with death [Beyonder] Yeah do it 7L, do it, do that shit oh [Esoteric] It goes one for forensics two for the shell Three for my DJ known as 7L ES, I
rap, I don't understand that These cats hit the club, just to get dissed "I'll wreck the spot if I'm not on the guest list" I'm playing the game, respecting
't Ball Then It's Probably The Haters Can't Breathe Then It's Probably The Desert, If You A Gangster Or Not I Give A Fuck Dawg, Bullets Is Hot And Every