Bronx bytches love Brooklyn n!ggas..
Funny now that I think about it, I never ventured to the Bronx often. I told the story once on here where this West Indian broad in my class invited me back to her crib after the club to smash. She lived in BX, so we took the train up to her spot. It was like 3 in the morning, and I don't remember what projects she lived in. But there was some niiggas hanging out front of her building already sizing me up, and I walked past them thinking "I'ma be upstairs all night
" so I wasn't worried about them. We get to her door, and it turns out her uncle, who lived with her, was in there with his broad putting in work. So she apologized, promised me she would make it up to me, and I had to go back downstairs past them same niiggas who was in front. I walked past them, and there was silence, and I was preparing myself to get rolled up on. Then one of them said "Early night, huh, my niigga" I looked back, they was laughing, and I started laughing too and was like
and kept it pushing. Was never so glad to get back to BK