D-n-R

Ahh ladies and gentlemen, how goes the daily grind? Today I have the most profound pearl of wisdom to bestow upon you fine folks. But first, hopefully you guys enjoyed El Cinco de Mayo like a real nigga should. Mine consisted of gin and juice, and the ever enjoyable company of my little sister and last but not least my penca ass penca friends. We had "rojas" and caldo de pollo for our hangovers and of course, we had to have some of those negras. But all thats in the past today we gotta lay in down the way its laid down in the dirty dirty. Today's lesson in is drinking and riding. All you need is a good CD, pomegranate crunk juice, and of course that Patron, but let me not forget that you should only D-n-R at grandma's where it aint cool to be drinking so you gotta ride to drink and she live on them clay dirt roads where its all good and the police dont be riding through to checkup on a nigga who just be chillin and minding his biz. (Whoa) Other than that my good buddies, its time to get on with the rest of the days task that are still at hand. The best is yet to come ya'll, and in the famous words of my comrade the gun man himself, be easy on the peasy, and keep ya prints off the scene.