“The nigga in front of the judge house… Capo did that shit… nigga a boss.” I got up from the couch because I wasn’t stupid. This nigga was either wearing a wire or he was just as stupid as I thought. “Sarge, the fuck you talking about? You was smoking that shit again? Matter fact, don’t even answer that because I told you to lay-up off that shit.” I switched my tone.
not sarge tryna set them up
