I understand. You found paradise in America. You had a good trade, made a good living, police protected you, and there were courts of law, and you didn't need a friend like me. But now you come to me and you say, "Don Corleone, give me justice." but you don't ask with respect. You don't offer friendship.
Don Corleone asks Bonasera to offer him friendship when he makes a vile request such as he has.