Hold up son, them niggas know. Who hit that nigga, son. (I know, I know). How the fuck we gon' know who hit 'em. And they don't know who hit him. The hood talkin' man everybody know.
She said she loves it. She like my music. She like that I'm thuggin'. She loves G-unit. . Baby girl, you can push me, pull me. Scratch me, screw me. Holla my name while we fuck.