so me and da wife been visiting LA for the past week on vacation, da homeless brehs outchere 
da hell going on mayneee
nikkas is tents on da sidewalk farting, pissing in bottles and wiping they ass wit newspapers 
..thought LA/hollywood was paradise? 
So last night me and wifey just cruising around LA in our rental which is a stick shift
..at around 9:30pm we pull up in some neighborhood on 18th and union ave (hood as hell, mexicano brehs on da block heavy) when my wife says she wants to try driving the car because she never drove stickshift before. so I pull up to a corner, looking out my car windows like 
cuz some ese's coming out they houses now...
me: look bae, when I jump out da car slide yo ass over in the drivers seat so we can smash out, AIGHT?
wifey:
nikka u scary
Me:
bytch, U SEE THEM ESE'S STANDING OVER THERE ON THE CORNER? U SEE DAT BIG "18TH ST" TAG ON DAT WALL? bytch WE IN DA HOOD AND AINT NO nikkaS OUTCHERE 
fukk U MEAN!!
wifey:damn bae ok calm down, my homegirl Mexican they good people ok. watch I'll show u bae just watch (rolls her window down and waves at a random chica standing on her stoop)
random Mexican thot:fukk U PUTA (flashes 18th st gang sign)
Wifey:
well damn
Me:
didnt i tell yo ass wat it was (I hop out the whip and run around to the other side of the car on some 
)
so im giving wifey a quick lesson on how to drive stick, after bout 10 mins she pulls off and gets about 10 feet before the car stalls out she starts it back up and this time gets about 20 feet before da same damn thing..now we sitting right in front of the chica's house that cussed wifey out..i look out my window to the right like 
, now this Mexican bytch's brothers start coming out the house and is cooling in they front yard..i mouthed "we will be leaving soon sir" through the window while wifey trying to get the car started..
Me: bytch START THE CAR
Wifey: bae it wont start STOP YELLING AT ME
I turn my head to the right and this fat sloppy built like a refrigerator cholo wit a a bandana around his head gone run up on the car like ….now by this time I done got pissed off, we trying to enjoy our vacation and we getting sweated for nothing..
Me: (rolls down window)
Bean pie's, my brotha? (throws a bean pie at his feet and then rolls windown back up)
vato:
DA FUK, AYE HOLMES STEP OUT ESE!!
Me: (flicking the vato off behind the window) bytch START THE CAR
vato starts punching the car window, then across the street some more gang members start walking towards the car..now im scared, luckily wifey gets the car started and smashes off, we get outta da neighborhood and start feeling safe on some
bytch we made it (hugs wife)...
Me:
you thought a nikka was scared? lol hell u THOUGHT
wifey:
Me:nah i wasn't scared baby I promise.
wifey:
then pull up on em again right NOW if you aint scary
Me:we do it tomorrow, they in the house sleep now.
wifey:
Me: aight then FUK IT...
drive back around thru the neighborhood real slow.
so we pull back up to the same street we was just on, wifey driving real slow down the block...I roll my window down and hang out the window like pac with both middle fingers up on some screaming FUK 18TH ST WE nikkaS!...next thing I know DIS BYTCH done stalled out again..da car gone come to a slow roll in the middle of the block and then the check engine light gone come on..so I slide back inside the car and hit da
me: START DA CAR bytch IS U CRAZY WE GONE DIE
I look through the back window and 8 Mexicans running after the car, I look over to my wife and the bytch done already took off running down the streetso i hop out and chase behind her bytch U JUST GONE LEAVE ME ON STUCK
wifey: RUN BAE RUN
we get down the street and end up at a local gas station, we inside the gas station trying to come up wit a strategy, habeeb looking at us thru the glass talking about "GO HOME!! NO LOITERING"...I hit habeeby wit da
chill breh we cant go outside, matter fact LOCK DA DOORS..
habeeby: What is the problem my friend?
Me: 18th st on our ass, help us..
Habeeby:GET OUT OF MY STORE NOW NEEGRUS, GET OUT NOW BEFORE I SHOOT DONT BRING DRAMA TO MY MAMA GET OUT NOW
so me and wifey walk out the back and head down this big ass hill and catch a cab...we on our way home FUK L.A
da hell going on mayneeenikkas is tents on da sidewalk farting, pissing in bottles and wiping they ass wit newspapers ..thought LA/hollywood was paradise? So last night me and wifey just cruising around LA in our rental which is a stick shift
..at around 9:30pm we pull up in some neighborhood on 18th and union ave (hood as hell, mexicano brehs on da block heavy) when my wife says she wants to try driving the car because she never drove stickshift before. so I pull up to a corner, looking out my car windows like cuz some ese's coming out they houses now...me: look bae, when I jump out da car slide yo ass over in the drivers seat so we can smash out, AIGHT?
wifey:
nikka u scaryMe:
bytch, U SEE THEM ESE'S STANDING OVER THERE ON THE CORNER? U SEE DAT BIG "18TH ST" TAG ON DAT WALL? bytch WE IN DA HOOD AND AINT NO nikkaS OUTCHERE fukk U MEAN!!wifey:
damn bae ok calm down, my homegirl Mexican they good people ok. watch I'll show u bae just watch (rolls her window down and waves at a random chica standing on her stoop) random Mexican thot:
fukk U PUTA (flashes 18th st gang sign)Wifey:
well damnMe:
didnt i tell yo ass wat it was (I hop out the whip and run around to the other side of the car on some )so im giving wifey a quick lesson on how to drive stick, after bout 10 mins she pulls off and gets about 10 feet before the car stalls out
she starts it back up and this time gets about 20 feet before da same damn thing..now we sitting right in front of the chica's house that cussed wifey out..i look out my window to the right like , now this Mexican bytch's brothers start coming out the house and is cooling in they front yard..i mouthed "we will be leaving soon sir" through the window while wifey trying to get the car started..Me: bytch START THE CAR
Wifey: bae it wont start STOP YELLING AT ME
I turn my head to the right and this fat sloppy built like a refrigerator cholo wit a a bandana around his head gone run up on the car like ….now by this time I done got pissed off, we trying to enjoy our vacation and we getting sweated for nothing..
Me: (rolls down window)
Bean pie's, my brotha? (throws a bean pie at his feet and then rolls windown back up)vato:
DA FUK, AYE HOLMES STEP OUT ESE!!Me: (flicking the vato off behind the window
) bytch START THE CAR vato starts punching the car window, then across the street some more gang members start walking towards the car..now im scared, luckily wifey gets the car started and smashes off, we get outta da neighborhood and start feeling safe on some
bytch we made it (hugs wife)...Me:
you thought a nikka was scared? lol hell u THOUGHTwifey:
Me:
nah i wasn't scared baby I promise.wifey:
then pull up on em again right NOW if you aint scaryMe:
we do it tomorrow, they in the house sleep now.wifey:
Me: aight then FUK IT...
drive back around thru the neighborhood real slow.so we pull back up to the same street we was just on, wifey driving real slow down the block...I roll my window down and hang out the window like pac with both middle fingers up on some screaming FUK 18TH ST WE nikkaS!
...next thing I know DIS BYTCH done stalled out again..da car gone come to a slow roll in the middle of the block and then the check engine light gone come on..so I slide back inside the car and hit da me: START DA CAR bytch IS U CRAZY WE GONE DIE
I look through the back window and 8 Mexicans running after the car, I look over to my wife and the bytch done already took off running down the street
so i hop out and chase behind her bytch U JUST GONE LEAVE ME ON STUCK wifey: RUN BAE RUN
we get down the street and end up at a local gas station, we inside the gas station trying to come up wit a strategy, habeeb looking at us thru the glass talking about "GO HOME!! NO LOITERING"...I hit habeeby wit da
chill breh we cant go outside, matter fact LOCK DA DOORS..habeeby: What is the problem my friend?
Me: 18th st on our ass, help us..
Habeeby:
GET OUT OF MY STORE NOW NEEGRUS, GET OUT NOW BEFORE I SHOOT DONT BRING DRAMA TO MY MAMA GET OUT NOWso me and wifey walk out the back and head down this big ass hill and catch a cab...we on our way home FUK L.A
