How you gon rob the robbers? Haha (Young Jeezy Voice)
I used to hit licks. Mostly inside set up jobs where somebody let me know who had it and where it was at. shyt almost never went as planned
I used to fukk with some nikkas that would hit a spontaneous lick in a second tho. Usually at the club or a strip club. I done seen nikkas get stripped naked, shot, pistol whipped, all that shyt. shyt, a car full of nikkas in Jacksonville tried to jam a nikka up at the light and they ended up chasing me through the East Side of Duval dumping at a nikka
Luckily I got away. I was sure them nikkas was gonna rob me and kill me if they caught me.
I had a artna from Atlnata come up to Jacksonville when I was living there. He used to come up there with a few pounds of weed and I'd let him catch plays at my spot. Well him and my other partner went to this club called T Birds(Duval nikkas know) I was supposed to go but I ended up fukking with some bytch instead. Man them nikkas came back and told me they got caught slipping. My homeboy was about to sell some weed to some nikkas after the club. He Him and my homeboy were in the driver and passenger seat. He made the mistake of letting one of the dudes he was selling weed to in the back. He said buddy pulled the pistol out and made him drive and follow his partnas in the other car. They drove to this dark spot in the cut. My nikkas said they thought buddy them was go kill they ass. They took my homeboy pistol, a shyt load of weed that was in the trunk, money, phones, my jacket I had let my nikka wear
My nikka said they tried to take those nikkas jeans but I guess that's where they drew the line cause they ain't give that up
I be feeling guilty for that shyt because I know if I would have went it probably wouldn't have went down. For one, someone else would have been in the backseat with that nikka.
I copped a QP of some purple haze (REAL HAZE) from Atlanta one day and brought that shyt to Jacksonville. shyt was like 06-07. Man I was killing these nikkas with .8's for $30
I had a jar full of sacks, probably like almost $1000 worth in this hood ass strip club called Amnesia. I was making hella plays, just letting nikkas smell the jar and after that they was fukking with me. Well this one cat was like let my homeboy check you in the back of the club. I go back there and pen the jar and the nikka takes a whif, puts a pistol to my stomach and politely takes the jar from me and proceeds to start walking towards the exit
Usually I would be strapped, but I was on felony probation at the time for a dope charge
But I had my nikkas with me in that bytch
I found my homeboy Ant and was like this nikka just robbed me
So we try to catch the nikka and when we get outside we see him in the parking lot across the street. So I lay back so buddy can't see me and my homeboy And calmly walks up to that nikka and put the pistol to his head. I pop up like
So I get my jar back and I robbed that nikka for like $40
I should have slapped his bytch ass. Now my homeboy Ant is trying to make the nikka give up his pistol, but buddy is refusing
I'm nit even tripping cause I'm on probation and a few people are actually looking at whats going on by this point. My nikka will shoot you, and he was drunk, soI had to beg that nikka to chill. Man we went back in the club and I went back to serving. Buddy even came back in the club my nikkas and his nikkas was grilling and pointing at each other the whole night but nothing happened. Someone who knew both parties kind of made sure nothing went down
I got stories for days about shyt like this
