Some cats might know that I ride bikes. Tonight after breaking bad me and my homie decide to hit the streets, me on
and him on my other bike
...we rode around for a little bit, no where special. He wanted to get somethin to eat so we went into a Hyvee, he couldnt find nothing, so we rode across the street to Walgreens, this was at approx 1:30am, roughly 2 hours after we had just left the crib.
Now I didnt know, that we would do any stops, cause usually I always ride with something on me, a big ass knife to be precise, but I figured we'd stick real close to the crib but we ended up venturing out. We locked up the bikes and went into Walgreens, I grabbed a vitamin water pay and leave and I see someone with their back toward me bent over fumblin with the bikes...and im like......how did my homie beat me out..it took 2.5 seconds for me to realize it wasnt my homie, and I said "Ay, motherfukker Ay!!" I two stepped back in the store, and said "Call 911 this fool is tryin to jack us...and I yelled in the store, Yo C!, C!!!!" This fool is nowhere to be found, this fukkin numbnuts at the register hands me the phone, so im like
and I grab the phone and im talkin to the fukking dispatch operator
this 
dude from behind the counter waddles out and is there for a minute...and im talkin to the dispatcher and im coverin the phone and yellin "Yo C!, C!" The walgreens dude walks back end and says he just rode off with a bike. Im like shyt. My homie comes walkin out the back, "Did you call me? I was in the bathroom? Why are you yellin in the store? I said "This fool jacked my shyt!" I tossed the phone and we went out there, black dude was like "He went east..." Im like "what?!?"
My bag with a spare tube in it, was gone, my HID headlight gone, rear HID light gone, and the dude took my pump.
We fukkin pedal as fast as we could back to my crib and I grab my whip, which has some tools in it and I grab my baby boo aka
We scoured the streets for about 2hrs.....no white dude on a bike, anywhere. I was ready to go down for the murder game brehs. Its only $100 worth of a shyt but its the principle.
I cant believe I didnt have anything on me tonight. The thief had a bag with him and he was bent over one of my bikes I didnt know if he was tryin to saw the lock or what...I had nothing except a vitamin water.
The devil on my shoulder is like
.
I still got some other pics though.
CCW on the way!!!! I had that dude dead to rights, I woulda shot him in the back too.
Now I didnt know, that we would do any stops, cause usually I always ride with something on me, a big ass knife to be precise, but I figured we'd stick real close to the crib but we ended up venturing out. We locked up the bikes and went into Walgreens, I grabbed a vitamin water pay and leave and I see someone with their back toward me bent over fumblin with the bikes...and im like......how did my homie beat me out..it took 2.5 seconds for me to realize it wasnt my homie, and I said "Ay, motherfukker Ay!!" I two stepped back in the store, and said "Call 911 this fool is tryin to jack us...and I yelled in the store, Yo C!, C!!!!" This fool is nowhere to be found, this fukkin numbnuts at the register hands me the phone, so im like
and I grab the phone and im talkin to the fukking dispatch operator this dude from behind the counter waddles out and is there for a minute...and im talkin to the dispatcher and im coverin the phone and yellin "Yo C!, C!" The walgreens dude walks back end and says he just rode off with a bike. Im like shyt. My homie comes walkin out the back, "Did you call me? I was in the bathroom? Why are you yellin in the store? I said "This fool jacked my shyt!" I tossed the phone and we went out there, black dude was like "He went east..." Im like "what?!?"My bag with a spare tube in it, was gone, my HID headlight gone, rear HID light gone, and the dude took my pump.
We fukkin pedal as fast as we could back to my crib and I grab my whip, which has some tools in it and I grab my baby boo aka
We scoured the streets for about 2hrs.....no white dude on a bike, anywhere. I was ready to go down for the murder game brehs. Its only $100 worth of a shyt but its the principle.
I cant believe I didnt have anything on me tonight. The thief had a bag with him and he was bent over one of my bikes I didnt know if he was tryin to saw the lock or what...I had nothing except a vitamin water.
The devil on my shoulder is like
. I still got some other pics though.
CCW on the way!!!! I had that dude dead to rights, I woulda shot him in the back too.
"here we go again"
