tell some stories breh
Whelp:
I was at this lil bar with my (now ex) girl...in PG county...we had abouuuuuuuuuuuuuut....10-20 folks w/ us because we were regulars.
This dude she used to talk to came through, I ain't insecure...dapped breh up, said whatup to him, kept it moving.
Man was VERRRRRRRRY drunk, and decided to "ahk shyt pop shyt" gradually, because he was feeling himself and hurting. I HAD her...and I wasn't really clinging to her like that...I was moving around. I guess that bothered the nikkas so he said something slick like: "man why your girl ain't got a cup in her hand"
swaying and looking JUST LIKE MARTIN.
I cold laughed in breh's face
"go head cuzz she GOOD"
Him:
"I'll punish you slim"
Her:
"It's not worth it, too many goons in here."
My man B**** lurking behind him
Me:
"You ard?"
Him:
MAN fukk Y'ALL AND THEM GAY ASS GOONS, WHO IS THIS BAM-
B**** is closer
GLASSED AND WHOOPED FROM NEAR BAR...TO TURN TABLES...TO STORAGE CLOSET...TO OUT THE BACK DOOR.
Him (all fukked up):
bytch ASS nikkaS WE (we who?) GONNA BE BACK TO SHOOT THIS WHOLE shyt UP, I'M FROM THE BORDA MOE..
as his
FEMALE COUSINS AND SISTER HELP HIM UP AND DUST HIM OFF.
I was a lil
and wary for a month because I took the metro to work and school every day, thought breh was gonna make a move. I found out we had mutual peoples and things eventually cooled down.
I think.