Dead in ditches

<sub>That's when we ride on bitches
You fucking faggot snitches,
So don't you try, we packin` 9's,
We leave you dead in ditches.

You don't want no beef,
Cause me vs you's like beat the geek.
So we can talk right or in the street,
But my gun talks first ‘cause he loves to speak, bitch.

I sell an ounce and then I sell two more,
Then I come to collect with the pistol 44.
There's some truth to that,
About the weed or the gat,
You may never know, just leave it at...</sub>



Hot damn.
That was a shitload of work.
BUT I ENJOYED EVERY SINGLE MINUTE OF STARING AT THEIR GANGSTA HOTNESSSSSSSZ.
Haha :d

Damn.
DAMN DAMN DAMN DAMN DAMN
-shot-

I can't get over how boner-inducing this is

FFFF