Yo. These threads are always wild funny. First things first, idk how anyone with 8,000 plus posts could be claiming to be about that life. Can't even finesse broads, but wanna talk about dealing with drug bosses and dealers.
The quickest way to end up robbed, beaten and killed.
Cosign whoever saying that the owner is going to come looking for that dope. And the last thing I want to be telling 6 Danny Trejo looking cats is that I gave their dope to the Feds. You see what them zeta cats do to their enemies? Hell no, they not leaving me headless and holding my balls.
Long story short, if you're ever in that situation, you're probably fukked. It's just a matter of who finds you first, them Zetas or the DEA.
Just make sure your affairs are in order and save yourself a bump of that white before they kick your door down and turn your face into pizza.
