“I didn’t have shit to do with running in yo spot.” Tookie was the one who spoke instead. “Yeah, and I don’t make my dog shit on the lawns of the neighbors I hate.” Meer stood near his bike next to his wife. Tookie took a deep breath, hitting his chest. “Why the fuck would I show up here if I had some shit to do with it? I had to move my fucking grandmoms three times because of this nigga.”
LMAOOO oddly enough i believe him because simmy almost scared the piss outta him
