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Snitch/Bitchburgh aka Pittsburgh part II
There's an epidemic of rats running the streets snitching to police n shit because they see others with cheese and they can't get a piece of it...this shit needs to quit... some people sell drugs just to feed their kids...I know drug dealers who don't need the timbs... or the meanest rims on their ride... some do it just to provide...so why hate on the next man...maybe he's well aware that it probably ain't the best plan to put poison into the palms of the stretched hands reaching out to him....but when he was out there looking for a job...all society would do is throw doubt at him..looked down at him...but when he went and picked up a pound of mids...y'all tell em to think about his kids...I guess he didn't already try that... and y'all denied that...so he chose to grind back n get his in anyway possible...why y'all always wanna get in the way and be some man's obstacle...let em eat...let em provide for his loved ones...not every drug dealer is in the streets tryna bust guns...that's the young ones..the dumb dumbs.. the ones that live at home wit mom n flush funds on shoes n clothes...buying shit just to woo some hoes...but grown men know that when they pick up weight...they gotta move it slow...don't go out coppin cars n tryna look smooth for hoes...because they know...flashy shit comes with those flashing lights... red and blue flashing n now you're on a crashing flight...just pay your bills and live a relaxing life...don't go over board... n for your freedom you'll never have to fight...
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