I've told the story on here a few times how I was robbed by what appeared to be a 13-14 year old boy near lil Haiti when I first moved to Miami 



as he's lowering the gun back down. Then he turns and runs to his truck. The cops ended up catching him a few blocks down.


@ a knife, i wish a nikka would
I got grazed across the front of my left shoulder/chest once and again (on a separate occasion) on the small of my back
i dont think i was being aimed for specifically either time, just been in the wrong spot at the wrong time
@ a knife, i wish a nikka would
never been robbed tho fukk that, some of you nikkas in here be sleepin apparently

but i figured them nikkas wasn't shooting at us. then my lil cousin was like "them nikkas shooting at us"
some nikkas in a white truck who left the party the same time as my lil cousin was leaving got behind us. needless to say i smashed on the gas them nikkas chased us for like like 4 blocks i was doing like 60 mph in a residential at 11 at night. that shyt only lasted like 20 seconds but it seemed like an eternity. i thought i was going to die that night. my grandma was pissed when she seen the bullet hole in her trunk
that was one of the luckiest days of my life.. 2 years later he got kill himself by some jackersAnybody can get robbed my nikka![]()
