40s Street Chronicles: Roll the Dice and Hit the Ice Cream Truck

I do my shit in the 40s. I do my shit in the 40s. I do my shit in the 40s. What? In the body hood boys? Rolling boys? I do. I shit in the body hood boys? Rolling boys in the body hood. Oh, wait. I do my shit in a. Oh, even smokers got money shake y’all. Who does the other watch? His be fan. Who and where? Ain’t nobody saying hang around, but you got to be down at what time. Roll. They get clown education. Her school. Roll the dice. If you have bad luck, go on a date at the ice cream truck. Strawberry? A bit. I don’t eat chips. Like cereal, pancake. I might hit. Get a little something just for free. Just give me room.