shyt broke out into an all out brawl with the quickness
I remember vividly nights like this while chillin at Spiros (hood club) in ATX 2006 era
Everybody be smoking and dranking and come 130-155am every Saturday night like clockwork the lights would all of a sudden come on and all you would see was nuccas hands flying
I remember once I got hit in the back of the head by accident, shyt was chaos
Once I spun around, the homie who hit me gave me

face then immediately the

Sorry breh, wrong guy, my fault face

Classic Evenings
