My nigga, I got that.

So, uh, I'm on it.

Hit me up tomorrow or hit me up a little later whenever you got time.

You got that?

Yeah.

Yeah, homie.

And I ain't never been no gang nigga.

I mean, don't give me twisted, homie.

Don't give me twisted to get to ask no questions about me, homie.

I'm official, nigga.

And that's real, nigga.

Born and raised, homie.

Mm.

Look.

And niggas that push everything at your local swap meet.

I mean, Chuck T's, Wallabies, khakis, and house shoes.

G's the gang banging bitches with mouthfuls.

A big ass dick and two nuts.

Take this big ass dick and two bucks.

Giving a fuck because I'm way too psycho.

And I love to stick my dick in a daiko.

And fuck her shit until her pussy hole begin to bleed.

If you might fuck with dicks, you should have never fucked with me.

Because I got meat and five feets for your homies next door.

They from the other side, that means an amigos.

Here we go, because in that go, niggas really gang.

Bang, it really slang.

Bangs with green and flame.

Strang, I blew a gray string.

I see some strange things.

I know niggas in their 50s and they still gang.

Bang.

Motherfuckers get their heads split backwards.

You fuck around and get your kid captured.

And that's what I'm saying.

What's up, blood?

Speed bump, huh?

Get in.

Get in.

on that Father's Day, huh?

Hey, the homegirl was laughing at you.

I don't know what I'm doing.

You're back.

What the fuck?

Shake me up like it.

Yeah, bro, shit, I was just getting my hair braided and shit.

Get at me whenever you need to talk to John.

And that's real.

I don't even live in that motherfucker no more, but you know I rest.

Hit Young Beef and Tiny Beef, let them know what's going down.

Lunch Buster got hella big and tossing up L's now.

And Bo Bangs is down again, can't wait till he come back.

And show bitch from the brim, stay up there where I'm at.

And I could be from the set Stay up there where I'm at It's cool homie But it's just a place on my map

What's really going down up here, homie?

Not a lot.

Some little homies tried to start up the sets, but they all got locked.

And me, nigga, I'm blowing up off this rap shit finally.

I want you to think about how I used to live way back.

So grimy and I still got the same Chuck T's on my feet.

Only I'm using them to walk on different streets.

And nigga, that's real.

You know what I'm saying, homie?

That's real than a motherfucking nigga.

I've been doing this shit, nigga, for so motherfucking long now, nigga.

So motherfucking goddamn long.

And I'm still doing it, homie.

You know what I'm saying, nigga?

And I still got love for my niggas, homie.

For my real niggas in this motherfucking thing, nigga.

In this motherfucking gang, nigga.

My nigga Young B, Ron and Tiny B, nigga.

What's up, nigga?

My nigga Bo Back, step in that motherfucker.

Rick Nutt, nigga, you know what time it is, nigga.

Step in that motherfucker.

Fuck the system.

Big twin, evil twin, what's happening, nigga?

Much love, homie.

Much love for what you're giving me.

My nigga Uncle B, you already know what time it is, homie.

My nigga Derrick, homie, you know what time it is, nigga.

Your other side niggas used to call me swerve and shit, nigga, till they swerved on me.

You just shoot niggas all in the face and shit.

KG Ryder, nigga.

Nigga, I ain't forgot about what we used to go through, nigga.

My little nigga, Jay Reese.

What's up, homie?

My little nigga right, right.

What's bragging, homie?

Birds.

That's real, nigga.

Rest in peace, my nigga.

Bat nasty, nigga.

We used to do that shit for real, nigga, back in the 90s.

I mean, that's real life, nigga.

My little nigga, Yami.

I'm little Yami.

Nigga, I ain't forgot about you, homie.

I'm finna come back and get you, nigga, and scoop you up.

Nigga, that's real.

Scotty Bland, nigga.

The whole motherfuckers also blink, nigga.

You know what I'm saying?

Lunchbox.

My real niggas, homie.

My real gangbanger niggas.

You niggas is real motherfucking gangsters.

And that's real.

Hi, blood.

I'm just calling to see where you slept at last night, blood.

Was it a...

white mics, funky-ass house, nigga, wasn't the two-door colors was the thing to buy, right?

It was at the top of the Vista Villas Apartments, right at the top of the Jacuzzi.

Tell me where you slept.

I need to know.