when i pull on this glock poppin out hoes. like she spitten. fucka cop til im running shop. n i no he ain't breathing. on tha way to tha hospital. someone get him a deacon. rush a witness with 4 choppas. i bet he ain't speakin. i tried lovin a fake bitch. but im in luv with my money. in cuts wit bout 8 bricks. n its wrapped like a mummy. call tha plug own my cellie. let em no the package is ready. squashin shit u niggas talking got beef like a deli.