Never Understand - Trouble, Bun B

I could never understand a bitch nigga

I could never understand a good goseping ass hoe

I could never understand all these haters

I could never understand why niggas catch cases and fold

I could never understand them fake street niggas

Claming they real, cause they put on all black

Claming they’ll kill

Confused busters bustin all over nothing

Catching cases, and never truley beeing trusted by those that they trust

All across the world, all the girls runnin they mouth

Speakin on shit that they ain’t got no bidness talkin about

Stay out they people lives and get your own

Too much time on your hands, you should just make time to come up with a plan

I can’t stand you bitches, cause you all fake

I can’t stand these rap niggas, cause they even faker

Talkin bout boddies, never seen one though

Talkin bout Mozeratis, but they ain’t never drove one though

I could never understand a bitch nigga

I could never understand a good goseping ass hoe

I could never understand all these haters

I could never understand why niggas catch cases and fold

But I guess I’m just too real to

Pull out of Texas, if you a bitch, I don’t feel you

Being from the land of the trill, I do what the trill do

Drippin on that grain with 4s and 4 weals too

Fuck that bullshit haters try to spread

Prices the streets put on my head

I’m still in this bitch gettin bread

Fuck what them niggas said, unless it’s under oath, it don’t effect me

Caution from my 44, they gon respect me

Bet a nigga try to check me like a questionair

You best have your ratchit, and your motherfuckin vest in there

We gon turn it up, like the volume

You said you was a warrior, now you don’t want no problems

I could never understand a bitch nigga

I could never understand a good goseping ass hoe

I could never understand all these haters

I could never understand why niggas catch cases and fold