Surrounded by 20 Hoover Crips outside of a Ice Cube 2Short show in Anaheim, Celebrity Theater. God saved me that night, can't go into real details without revealing my Secret Identity. We had met Cube in front of his moms crib and were following him to the show. This fool started speeding and we couldn't keep up, so when we finally arrived his bitch ass was already inside and me and the crew were in the parking lot trying to get past Security Even though me and my crew were well known.
Cube was the headliner so we didn't leave until maybe 9PM? Don't remember shit was 28 years ago and we were drinking Thunderbird and blueberry coolaid even though I was driving, with my dumb ass. Took about 45 Minutes to get there from Inglewood. Don't know how I found the spot, had never been there and there was no smartphone and no Thomas guide in the van.
Anyway, after 30 minutes or so of politicking we decided to leave. While walking through the lot I head a bam behind me and I see one of the homies wrestling on the hood of a car with a dude trying to take his Raider jacket. I break the shit up, and we try and bounce but cats was like nah, give up the coat. Me being Mr. Pro black hit them with the "We all brothers, Boyz n tha Hood" speech and this tall cat blindsides with the cheap shot.
So your boy has a cut mouth, loose tooth and the rest of the homies broke to the car to get the gat. A ninjas just snapped and started sleeping dudes left and right. While I'm Hulking these Chitaria ass dudes, their lil ass OG walks up and say "Leave big man".
I snapped out of my rage and got the homie out of there "With his Coat".
Reflecting on it, that was most gangsta and dumbest shit I ever did. I almost died for a $100 coat that wasn't mine and could have lost a tooth as well.
http://articles.latimes.com/1990-12-29/local/me-6521_1_rap-show
Mack 10?
You still bitter bout that?


