XXLMag.com | Fredro's Industry Tales: Shynin'

Hmm. That’s weird. I thought gangsta niggas told no tales. Yet, we embark on the new straight-to-Worldstar journey that is ‘Dro Starr’s Reefer Rambles. I think that’s what he’s calling it. I’m not too sure.

The inaugural dry snitch is a timely one. As Shyne is released from prison, Fredro Starr finds it appropriate to discuss what he saw that fateful night in 2000 or 2001 when Shyne got New York’s Finest Escort Service to take him from Club New York laced up in shiny new bracelets.

[Blogger’s Note: Is it dry snitching if you do it on wet? I know. Some Confucian shit, right?]

I gather that after he bodysurfs into the club, Starr goes into CSI mode and scans the crowd instead of partying. Fortunately for us, he was on Bad Boy assignment. He says Black Rob is his nigga, which explains a lot, as the rest of Old Dro’s account comes from a very cloudy, sherm stick-esque perspective.

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[geico lizard]

Somebody told him Shyne might get deported so he thought this story was finally safe to tell without catching a beatdown for snitching,rofl.