(Whoever runs this, your content editor sucks, the spacing is whack. This is supposed to be in haiku form with every three lines seperated.)



Rolling down the street
Trying to jock on bitches

Hoes betta respect

I'm a straight gangsta
The five-O try an' hold me

But I keeps it clean



Chillen on the porch
Gettin crunk on my forty

I woke up at noon

Oh no, a drive-by
Rat-ah tat tat tat tat tat
Damn, I has been hit


It's just a B.B.
Ouch, it almost broke the skin
Time to get gangsta