It is surely time that the speakings of white culture in America be recognized as a genuine dialect of English. Yeah, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh. Alan with the pick from answer in the outlet. Alley-oop in all the ***, homie. Powered up, out for the assist, don't panic when it get cold. We go at it ho, how you want them ribs smoked, family? Uh, tent toes know you want your *** already. Big store granted in your fist ball, standing on the strip. Don't panic when the pig come, scramble, get the big talk. Fetty in and get home. Tally up, tally up the wins, though. Don't think he said he pro-violence, but it's gon' be your problem if he did, though. I lived out the way, ay, palace where the crips stay. Silent when the pigs came browsing in this ***. Bang like two mallets, too callous for your bitch taste. Remember when they had my grandmammy on a drip drink? How much of that gin strength? Could've filled a fish tank. My doggy hit my cell, say he got me off the strength. That's some nasty side issue. You're dying and you live, huh? Your heart and then your limbs break. Just catch you when I slip, bro. It's popping like a hip bone. I told you, these niggas passing like the sick go. We passing niggas, no, we keep the gas inside the spliff road. The wind get the ashes in the end, bro. We been ticket passing your credentials, uh. Bad apple daily, clashing with my kinfolk. Bad ass, it did damage to my mental. Sure you right, it took some passages to get grown. They been call me savage from the get go, uh.