man so the other I'm up in the chair getting a trim. in walks Mike fucking Tyson. first of all son looks like hes off his meds, all wild and shit. he walks up to this cat in a wrinkled bmf tshirt and kisses him sloppy on the cheek like dude is his prison bitch talking about "damn good to see you again Reginald, I always wondered where you disappeared to" 
anyway everyone is jocking mike....of course. talking about old fights and shit. so he goes to the head of the line, ahead of bmf, and sits in the chair next to me. as soon as i'm about to get out my chair, some dudes start yelling and run out a back room, one is licking shots at the other. one runs out the door, but the other one chasing stops in front of us waving his gun. Mike is just laughing like a maniac. BMF is whimpering and shaking. gunman smacks dude up a few times with his pistol (Mike starts laughing hysterically at this point), then keeps on running outside. son lets off like 8 shots outside. BMF pisses his pants like a bitch 
some old lady even calls dude a bitch.... at that point I give my barber his cash and just go out the back door. niggas
anyway everyone is jocking mike....of course. talking about old fights and shit. so he goes to the head of the line, ahead of bmf, and sits in the chair next to me. as soon as i'm about to get out my chair, some dudes start yelling and run out a back room, one is licking shots at the other. one runs out the door, but the other one chasing stops in front of us waving his gun. Mike is just laughing like a maniac. BMF is whimpering and shaking. gunman smacks dude up a few times with his pistol (Mike starts laughing hysterically at this point), then keeps on running outside. son lets off like 8 shots outside. BMF pisses his pants like a bitch some old lady even calls dude a bitch.... at that point I give my barber his cash and just go out the back door. niggas
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shit. I was mad cuz i was in the chair and the shooter just so happened to stop chasin a Nigga right in front of me. I've been hit before and my life was flashin like a muthafucka but it wasn't shit I could do. Thankfully he just left but once he got in the front, he got off like 8 shots. It was kids, women, you name it in the shop. Thank God my son wasn't wit me. 
