Like I said man...Thug Poetry that Grow On Trees!....AND THATS DEAD FUCKING REAL I AIN'T JEOPARDIZING SHIT MAN I GOTTA PAY THE RENT FAM// HUSTLING AS MUCH AS I CAN...3 G'S(GRAMS) IN THE PAN I COOK SOMETHING THAT'LL MURDER YA LAND// FIENS STILL CUTTING UP TAN...30 A GRAM...I WAS IN A BUISNESS THAT I DID NOT UNDERSTAND// THE BLOCK WAS JUMPING I SKIP SCHOOL AS MUCH AS I CAN... MAMMA BLOWING UP MY PHONE LIKE YOU MISSING AGAIN// I KNEW THIS BUSINESS WASN'T MY FRIEND...BUT I WOULD PRETEND...CAUSE I WAS FUCKING WIT NIGGAS THAT DID TIME IN THE PIN// BUT I WAS LEARNING FROM NIGGAS THAT DID TIME IN THE PIN...THEY USED TO TELL ME YOU GOTTA LOSE IN ORDER TO WIN
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Posted on: 2009-05-16 01:49:31