"So u see BOY, there was these 2 cops running down the
street, they like see me standing with my weed...
They fucking turn to me, and they're like, HEY! HOLD IT
RIGHT THERE...
I totaly fliped. I just started running like hell! and there
was this brother yelling "Run Like Hell BOY! Run Like
Hell..."
So i'm running ? and i've got the weed on one hand...
The stupid fucking fat pigs kept following me...
'Til they're flabby belly caved in...
I went into THE corner and wipped up a joint... smoked it up
real good to make up for all that running, hell ya i ran
like hell, fucka...
Anyways i just finished the joint and the same 2 cops appear
out of nowhere! it's like buh!
I was cool... the bag was hidden in the regular spot so
nothing could come over me...
They started looking and shit they found jack shit, yet they
fucked up my hair man, MY HAIR!!! those sons of bitches...
They took me to the police depot and fucked me up abit more,
but i didn't tell em about u man i swear i didn't.
After the bitches letted me go i ran back to the corner
after running diffrent blocks to avoid being followed, took
the bag and ran to the safe house as fast as i could, the
fucking cops ruffed me up abit so i couldn't run far... i
stopped at Grandma's crib and crashed for a while...
No Man, not grandma he wouldn't take nothin... lemme
finish...
I woke up after a while and took the bag over here for
jimmy's inspection. ya dude maybe jimmy took your cut?
Jimmy said it was FINE shit... i took some from my cut and
we've lighten up some... FROM MY CUT MAN... shut the fuck
up, i didn't take j00 cut!
Anyways jimmy started talking trash after he got stoned so i
splitted... that was 2 days ago and now i'm here... with the
shit...
Now, i KNOW it's not grandma.. i bet it's jimmy man!
No man it wasn't me! carful where u point that thing man!
carful!!!
Oh jesus i'm fucking bleeding... you're crazy!
FUCK NO MAN! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
"hehe check it out... the way those bodies hit the floor,
common lets go over to jimmy's he'll give us our money, fuck
man it's the cops! don't let em see the bag"... |
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