The_Hillsta
Neva missin a beat
I lived out there when I was in college. I'm just walking home all by myself. This one kid runs up on me (literally running ) and pulls his arm back like he's gonna swing on me, doesn't and ends up on the other side of me.
Man....Junior High, I had a potna who would throw that quitta, he used to do that shyt when we used to roll to Berkeley I used to tell him I ain't tryna get shot, i'm just tryna copp some tapes
That refinery water bruh