Parsley, Sage, Rosemarijuana, Doin' Time

I wish there was a gang that listened to oldies instead of rap. Everything else was the same, just oldies were blasting out of their Escalade. So instead of hearing "BOOM BOOM DIE MOTHERFUCKERS DIE MOTHERFUCKERS BOOM BOOM" before that drive-by, you'd see some impala on hydraulics pulling up like "She's my...Candy Girl!" GAT GAT GAT. That would be sweet. I'd join a gang if they did that.