MooseMouthMthafuga
Veteran
"You cant even say whats up to a brotha no more". Still holds true/hasnt changed at all.
Cats be on that stare down shyt when passing by. Either speak, nod back or keep it moving, no need to be on that extra shyt
Learned my lesson in 9th grade.First day of school(Crawford High San Diego CA).Final bell rang, I'm walking down a steep hill, on my way home.
As i'm descending, I look to the bottom, and see three dudes hanging out in front of a used appliance store.My Spidey senses felt a hot tingle, but I
I quickly disregarded it.Figuring it was just a few classmates hanging out after school.Right as we intersect, they locked eyes on me.I'm not with
the silent stare down bullshyt, so I give the universal head nod, and say "What's up!?"....These niccaz got right on my head.Tussled with the first
to run up, but his boy came from behind, and rocked my jaw.Adrenaline was so high, it didn't even phase me.That's when the third nicca tried to grab
my feet, and rip off my J's.Right then, that's when the owner of the used appliance store came out brandishing what looked like a .38-caliber Taurus.
"Get this shyt away from my store!" They back up off me fleeing in the opposite direction....Throwing up hand signs & barking out
their set.Only two blocks away from my crib.Made it home right as the adrenaline was starting to wear off.Cooked up two packs of chicken flavored
ramen noodles & licked my wounds.Called up my crew and we patrolled the area for a whole week after that.Never saw them cats again