never me

when i hit yo block.you hear the big block at q coming.an all of a sudden. bitchs run up. wanting some lovin.but im a pimp.there aint no loveing. just money to be made.i got a glock. wit a extendo.sitten in the rental lincoln contnentol. im always paid.from the bay .but raised up the way .in sac. thats were i lessoned how to make. front to back side too side .when your girl .gets on my lap.o no. shes about to have an azma attack.thats a fact.i smokw crank not crack.save that rat.tellin on your homie when he said he had your back.if that was me youd be claped .lungs callapesd. body never found not even on Google mapsoff top I'ma beast.i got the draco underneath my fleece.an abouttwo gs up n my jeans.bad bitchs on there knees.i stay in the streets street light on or off.i pull up to a opp.an you know the guns spark the block.leavin cars parked up an down the block.shell caseings all over the parking.you cant see my fase i lead the cops on a chase.likes its a nascar race.get the bag.no matter what .my pockets