[Motoxridah]

I called my dealer up cuz my friend wanted to buy a half o. He pulls up and a bunch of my friends start crowding his truck talking and shit. My dealer has the scale on the dashboard, a few ounces on his lap, and a bunch of glass in his passenger seat. So hes weighing my friends stuff out when a cop out of no where drives down the street real slow. My dealer was saying get the fuck outta here get away from my car and shit. So everyone scatters when the cop leaves and he hides his shit and gets out and goes to my house. We look out the window and see the cop come back by and stop and come walk up to the car shine his flash light in the truck and snoop around then walk back and leave. Shit he was so close to getting busted thank god he hid his shit and came in with us.