sanityovar8ted
OG Moma Coli....dat bytch Thowd!!!
I didnt snitch he knew, I was the victim in the chargeAnd you got "stop snitchin'" in ya AVI...
I didnt snitch he knew, I was the victim in the chargeAnd you got "stop snitchin'" in ya AVI...
turned my bd in to crimestoppers for the reward money, took my now husband shopping with the money.
turned my bd in to crimestoppers for the reward money, took my now husband shopping with the money.
I didnt snitch he knew, I was the victim in the charge
I got stories for every occasion lolWow, I swear lowkey you be having some fukking stories. This is just I don't know what to say
he tried to run me over and after he jumped bond, he came over acting retarded again and I called crimestoppers to pick his ass up. I had told him I was gone do it.What kind of charge is it that the victim can then turn the culprit in for a reward
he tried to run me over and after he jumped bond, he came over acting retarded again and I called crimestoppers to pick his ass up. I had told him I was gone do it.
when I was a teenager, me and my boy at the time were at the mall one day. As we were walking, he sees this fly ass chick working at hot dog on a stick, and he goes "no bammer, go up and ask for that chick's number for me. I'll buy your lunch if you do". We were both blazed btw.
So I go up to the counter FULLY expecting her to reject him (he wasnt that good looking --- he had been in a serious accident as a kid which kinda deformed his nose), but to my complete shock, she looks at him and says "SURE...I'd love to go out with him".
She writes down her number as happily as could be, and hands it to me to give to him. When I gave my boy the number, you literally woulda thought he hit the lotto. This chick was bad...my man was elated....I was HEATED...
The whole rest of the day Im stewing, and kicking myself for not asking her for her number. Anyway, we finally get back home, and he goes to take a sht leaving the phone number on a nightstand. Thinking quickly I grabbed a pen and changed 2 of the numbers...1's into 7's. He goes to call right after taking a sht and he hears "the number is no longer in service".
Im like "that bytch...she gave you the wrong number!". I take the number like imma throw it in the trash, and give some quick excuse about needing to go home. I run home, call her, and was fukking her the next day.
$2khow much was the reward?
Why the fukk would I lie and make up a story like that for?
shyt I would have turned him in for less
turned my bd in to crimestoppers for the reward money, took my now husband shopping with the money.
it was what it was at the time. we were thru and he beat me tf up and tried to run me over cuz he "thought" I had a nicca in my house. he was high and out of his mind, he has learned not to fucc with me.
wouldnt be mad if he came home and beat the brakes off u infront of your youngin thats vulgar