Word? Niggas is totin iron to the Drake Drizzy show now?
I thought Drake’s set was supposed to be where the ladies could go, see a little high-yeller poplock action and sing along to their favorite hip-pop melodies with their gurrrrlfriends in relative peace. Who knew they’d be in danger of getting shot in the ass by one of the Cool Kids.
Consider this warning heeded. I’ve snapped out of my dream world where I fear not the pseudo-hipster rap fan. Apparently, they’re as dangerous as the aspiring trap stars at OJ Da Juiceman’s shit. I grew up on the philosophy that suggests one should never underestimate the man next to him. But, I just never thought there was any room for a hand cannon in a pair of skinny jeans. At least, not enough room for someone to carry one around unnoticed. You’ll definitely blow the assassination attempt running around looking like double-dong Wesley Pipes out there. Most cops can tell when a nigga is holding if he’s wearing a windbreaker, let alone a Venom-tight douchebag uniform.
Hmmm. Maybe dude Plaxicoed himself trying to tuck the neener into the Levi 501 waistline.
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He should keep the n-word out of his mouth just in case a pro black cat is in the crowd with some heat. He will shoot drake and then burn some "black love incense".
Posted by: geico lizard | Tuesday, May 19, 2009 at 06:54 PM
toronto niggas
Posted by: stoney tone | Monday, January 25, 2010 at 10:30 PM