When You About To Get Robbed But You Know The Shooter
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Naw he was just fuckin with cake boy
Had that happen to me for real. It's good to have a few thug friends lol
BRUH...YOU AINT BULLSHITTING!!!
Happened to me once back home....mofos rolled up on me with the shotty at point blank range......I was like fuuuukkkkk.....aint this a bitch (mind was on getting some ass and not paying attention). the dude in the car said you already know...wait...moving target ...is that you....dafuq you doing over here at night. I told him about this shawty i was trying to hit....then he gave me the low down on her and told me dont get caught up. I gave the dudes 1 of the bottles of hen dawg i was carrying. they were grateful, i was r-e-a-l grateful
... I told shawty about the whole thing, she just sat there at laughed up a storm until i told her that i gave them HER bottle of hen.....then 
still smashed though!
I got caught taking a shortcut after hours through a park back in Jersey. Till this day (wilder voice) I have no idea where my boy came from. I just felt a gun in my back. He said ******* what you doing in here? I'm trying to get someone. I turned around dapped him up said good hunting and bounced lolBRUH...YOU AINT BULLSHITTING!!!
Happened to me once back home....mofos rolled up on me with the shotty at point blank range......I was like fuuuukkkkk.....aint this a bitch (mind was on getting some ass and not paying attention). the dude in the car said you already know...wait...moving target ...is that you....dafuq you doing over here at night. I told him about this shawty i was trying to hit....then he gave me the low down on her and told me dont get caught up. I gave the dudes 1 of the bottles of hen dawg i was carrying. they were grateful, i was r-e-a-l grateful
still smashed though!
THIS probably saved my life one night. I used to "work" in a cut off of Virginia Ave. in the A. My partners used clown me, because I used to notice the slightest shit that didn't look right, and sometimes it was nothing, but you couldn't be too careful. One night in the cut, I notice a grey car that I'd never seen before pass by. About 2 minutes later, It rolls back through, but a little slower. Cat in the backseat looks in my direction and they drive on. After that, I told my dude Wayne, "Something don't feel right. I'm out.", and was like "Nigga, you trippin'! We making money!". I was like, "Dude, I'm leaving, and you're coming with me by choice or force! Your call, bruh." He looked at me for minute and said, "Aight, fuck it. You still trippin' tho!" The next day, I find out that kid named 'Laid (short for Kool Aid) got lead poisoning that night and died on the sidewalk. He was standing about 30 or 40 feet from us.
About a week later, I run into one of my nothing to lose no future having ass thug friends Eric (RIP), and he was like "Yo, nigga you lucky I recognized yo' black ass!", and I was like
. Long story short, 'Laid was selling Lemonhead Delight to 'heads, and those 'heads knew his connect. He was selling the fake and keeping the real to sell on the low, and it started making his connect look bad, so he had to go. On that first pass, Eric was in the backseat, and said, "Yo, that's them niggas Rock and Wayne! Turn around roll through again." The second pass, he told me he said, "Yeah, that's them niggas." He said the passenger in the front asked "Okay, what now?", and Eric said, "Them niggas ain't stupid. Rock's outta there, and he's gonna make Wayne come with him." And that's EXACTLY what happened! Eric was the dude that looked in my direction, but I didn't recognize him, because you know, he was getting ready hole a dude up.
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I stay deep in hoods...whenever...get all the hot shit, and ratchet bitches..all the time..brah
Crazy shit. Virginia ave near east point/ college park??THIS probably saved my life one night. I used to "work" in a cut off of Virginia Ave. in the A. My partners used clown me, because I used to notice the slightest shit that didn't look right, and sometimes it was nothing, but you couldn't be too careful. One night in the cut, I notice a grey car that I'd never seen before pass by. About 2 minutes later, It rolls back through, but a little slower. Cat in the backseat looks in my direction and they drive on. After that, I told my dude Wayne, "Something don't feel right. I'm out.", and was like "Nigga, you trippin'! We making money!". I was like, "Dude, I'm leaving, and you're coming with me by choice or force! Your call, bruh." He looked at me for minute and said, "Aight, fuck it. You still trippin' tho!" The next day, I find out that kid named 'Laid (short for Kool Aid) got lead poisoning that night and died on the sidewalk. He was standing about 30 or 40 feet from us.
About a week later, I run into one of my nothing to lose no future having ass thug friends Eric (RIP), and he was like "Yo, nigga you lucky I recognized yo' black ass!", and I was like
he got the fuck on. Welp...... Tiiiiiiiiiiiime to leave!!!
Welp...... Tiiiiiiiiiiiime to leave!!!
I got a story I'mma share when I was in the streets hard..brah
Gained a lot of weight over 2-3 years. Was leaving a kids' birthday party (Which always turns into an adult party after dark).
This dude I damn near help raise (older brother and me go way back) ran up on me on that dumb shit. You know the jux lingo: "My man, who you over here with?"
I kissed my teeth, (steups) stared at him and called him by his gov't name.
He said,"Yooooo000! Oh shit! I seen you talking to so and so and them about an hour ago and STILL aint know that was you. LOL!!!! My bad. You gained mad weight!"
It was all love, but that shit made me mad at myself for becoming Klump-type unrecognizable.
No real excuse for me looking like this. Been working to get the weight off ever since.
This dude I damn near help raise (older brother and me go way back) ran up on me on that dumb shit. You know the jux lingo: "My man, who you over here with?"
I kissed my teeth, (steups) stared at him and called him by his gov't name.
He said,"Yooooo000! Oh shit! I seen you talking to so and so and them about an hour ago and STILL aint know that was you. LOL!!!! My bad. You gained mad weight!"
It was all love, but that shit made me mad at myself for becoming Klump-type unrecognizable.
No real excuse for me looking like this. Been working to get the weight off ever since.
Knowing thugs saves lives
Walking to my boys house I have to walk thru turf to get there
There was a turf war going on but it was also cold
Had my hands in my coat pocket
Young dude my age was on the porch like aye why your hands in your pocket who the fuck are you??
I walk this way all the time im not flippant I just say it's cold man
Hes agitated like nah fuck that and pulls out a gun
I'm not gonna say his name but I knew the o.g. who they all sold for he came running out of the house "bills what are you doing? You heading to 86th?" I'm like yup
He says there's a turf war going on so go on ahead then he yells at the young dude "do you know who that is? If you would've hurt him that'd been the end of you and your family nigga. Don't ever threaten him again"
I always used to hang out with the older cats the career drug dealer dudes all hung on 86th brought the toys out talked shit etc
They liked me cause id be respectful but also hold my own
He was in that circle of about 8 or 9 of them from different places who'd come thru talk shit about money and women drink and play dominoes for hours on Sundays
Saved me plenty of times lol. Weird tho I ain't know the dudes my age I knew their bossess which means more
Walking to my boys house I have to walk thru turf to get there
There was a turf war going on but it was also cold
Had my hands in my coat pocket
Young dude my age was on the porch like aye why your hands in your pocket who the fuck are you??
I walk this way all the time im not flippant I just say it's cold man
Hes agitated like nah fuck that and pulls out a gun
I'm not gonna say his name but I knew the o.g. who they all sold for he came running out of the house "bills what are you doing? You heading to 86th?" I'm like yup
He says there's a turf war going on so go on ahead then he yells at the young dude "do you know who that is? If you would've hurt him that'd been the end of you and your family nigga. Don't ever threaten him again"
I always used to hang out with the older cats the career drug dealer dudes all hung on 86th brought the toys out talked shit etc
They liked me cause id be respectful but also hold my own
He was in that circle of about 8 or 9 of them from different places who'd come thru talk shit about money and women drink and play dominoes for hours on Sundays
Saved me plenty of times lol. Weird tho I ain't know the dudes my age I knew their bossess which means more
You did change to names and such, 12 could be lurkingTHIS probably saved my life one night. I used to "work" in a cut off of Virginia Ave. in the A. My partners used clown me, because I used to notice the slightest shit that didn't look right, and sometimes it was nothing, but you couldn't be too careful. One night in the cut, I notice a grey car that I'd never seen before pass by. About 2 minutes later, It rolls back through, but a little slower. Cat in the backseat looks in my direction and they drive on. After that, I told my dude Wayne, "Something don't feel right. I'm out.", and was like "Nigga, you trippin'! We making money!". I was like, "Dude, I'm leaving, and you're coming with me by choice or force! Your call, bruh." He looked at me for minute and said, "Aight, fuck it. You still trippin' tho!" The next day, I find out that kid named 'Laid (short for Kool Aid) got lead poisoning that night and died on the sidewalk. He was standing about 30 or 40 feet from us.
About a week later, I run into one of my nothing to lose no future having ass thug friends Eric (RIP), and he was like "Yo, nigga you lucky I recognized yo' black ass!", and I was like
Man, I can't even imagine... Or maybe just don't want to. @Moving Target that was one hell of a story and to be that close with a shotty all your face....yikes.
situations like that is why I moved up on the hood into the suburbs of Medina, Ohio. I just came back from a 2.5 mile walk around the neighborhood at 1 am. it isn't uncommon to have me riding my bike between midnight and 5 in the morning due to insomnia. I wouldn't even think of doing that shit if I still lived in Cleveland.
Peace of mind and safety of your shit is Paramount the older you get. I just copped a Taurus G2C in April, and the Canik TP9SF is being delivered soon, but if somebody catch You slippin and not paying attention no fire power is going to save you
situations like that is why I moved up on the hood into the suburbs of Medina, Ohio. I just came back from a 2.5 mile walk around the neighborhood at 1 am. it isn't uncommon to have me riding my bike between midnight and 5 in the morning due to insomnia. I wouldn't even think of doing that shit if I still lived in Cleveland.
Peace of mind and safety of your shit is Paramount the older you get. I just copped a Taurus G2C in April, and the Canik TP9SF is being delivered soon, but if somebody catch You slippin and not paying attention no fire power is going to save you
I have a a g2c 40 cal. It has a little kick, but I love it so far
This shit is chilling.
Lol all I have to say is skate key late 90s early 2000s... Lot of nigs was getting robbed over there...I knew some of the robbers I was good out tbere... Same thing happened when there was a blood formation around my high school close to hundred nigs looking like they was plotting..school safety was looking shook... Than I seen like 10 diff nigs I knew I walked over to them and made sure all the nigs I didn't know see I knew certain 1s... Had to tell lot of people getting ready to leave idk their plot but ya might wanna tuck whatever red you got on away...funny day got a lot of props for saving people as s that day... Law enforcement eventually came through and cleared that crowd
BRUH...YOU AINT BULLSHITTING!!!
Happened to me once back home....mofos rolled up on me with the shotty at point blank range......I was like fuuuukkkkk.....aint this a bitch (mind was on getting some ass and not paying attention). the dude in the car said you already know...wait...moving target ...is that you....dafuq you doing over here at night. I told him about this shawty i was trying to hit....then he gave me the low down on her and told me dont get caught up. I gave the dudes 1 of the bottles of hen dawg i was carrying. they were grateful, i was r-e-a-l grateful
still smashed though!
THIS probably saved my life one night. I used to "work" in a cut off of Virginia Ave. in the A. My partners used clown me, because I used to notice the slightest shit that didn't look right, and sometimes it was nothing, but you couldn't be too careful. One night in the cut, I notice a grey car that I'd never seen before pass by. About 2 minutes later, It rolls back through, but a little slower. Cat in the backseat looks in my direction and they drive on. After that, I told my dude Wayne, "Something don't feel right. I'm out.", and was like "Nigga, you trippin'! We making money!". I was like, "Dude, I'm leaving, and you're coming with me by choice or force! Your call, bruh." He looked at me for minute and said, "Aight, fuck it. You still trippin' tho!" The next day, I find out that kid named 'Laid (short for Kool Aid) got lead poisoning that night and died on the sidewalk. He was standing about 30 or 40 feet from us.
About a week later, I run into one of my nothing to lose no future having ass thug friends Eric (RIP), and he was like "Yo, nigga you lucky I recognized yo' black ass!", and I was like
Good to have a couple...
*two cents*
I had a tech9 pulled on me @ the weed spot.... Buddy was cracked out... All I could do was stsy cool & listen to him talk. He let me go...told me I was cool....
The dude the green shirt? Sorry for him.
You talking about thug life. But that dude did have that look on his face as though the dude on the bike was a real robber and he was in a hurry to get out of the area. Maybe that damn dude have been robbing people before. Or maybe he was in a hurry because he forgot to turn the oven off with the cake he baked still in it.BRUH...YOU AINT BULLSHITTING!!!
Happened to me once back home....mofos rolled up on me with the shotty at point blank range......I was like fuuuukkkkk.....aint this a bitch (mind was on getting some ass and not paying attention). the dude in the car said you already know...wait...moving target ...is that you....dafuq you doing over here at night. I told him about this shawty i was trying to hit....then he gave me the low down on her and told me dont get caught up. I gave the dudes 1 of the bottles of hen dawg i was carrying. they were grateful, i was r-e-a-l grateful
still smashed though!
Growing up in North...yeah my cousin and I was walking back from McDonalds and two dudes ran up on us. After a couple of seconds, one tapped the other and said "Yo that's (my uncle) son." They put their guns away and just walked away. I was never a street tough dude, so I was dead ass frozen in place. My cousin had to push me to get me to move back towards the house.
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Nope! The only person that can still be charged is dead. He died how he lived. He had 3 bodies, and that 3rd body is the reason he became a body himself. He got it while I was on tour. Word was, him and his dude robbed the wrong d-boy. I didn't know the other guy, but they said he was tortured until he gave up Eric. Like my pops once told me and my older brother: "Guys, the streets only have 2 retirement plans, and neither one involves a beach and early bird dinners." He only had to tell us once.You did change to names and such, 12 could be lurking
I didn't even see that part, I just watched the stick up kid size him up as he was letting his friend go.Yeah just peeped he was ran up on at the end of the vid
