I was omw to the store, bumpin Ten Jesus Pieces, when this nikka was crossin the street with his grandma. I guess they came from church. As i slowly drove past them, he said "turn that disrespectful music down. This is my grandma" I was like "nikka i dont give a fukk" and as i drove off, he kicked the tail light. I drove 50 more feet and thought "oh hell naw", put that bytch in reverse, got out, and 3 pieced that nikka in front of his decaying grandmother.
Aint NO muthafukka gon tell me how to play my music. I ride past funerals and dont turn my shyt down. The muthafukka cant hear it. He dead!
Aint NO muthafukka gon tell me how to play my music. I ride past funerals and dont turn my shyt down. The muthafukka cant hear it. He dead!