Have you ever ducked a fade in real life?
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a bytch can damn near go into shock from a shot to the p*ssy....you should've knew this brehIn middle school, this masculine lesbian upperclassman who was into boxing or something like that was trying to fukk with me at lunch. I had enough and stood up, and then she stood up...and then visions of me getting washed ran through my mind....so I sat back down and silently kept eating my lunch.
HollowPoints2
Don Makaveli.
That was you, lil nikka?
International S.
"He never had the makings of a varsity athlete"
I'd probably get some threatening letters and death threats but fukk it...thats a great idea
My Plug was a wild dude who @ the time went by the name Nut....
dude was crazy, sold me my first strap... his dad was ex military
Thoro... wouldn't even let nikkas sit on his stoop, I went to them to put a plan
together, I explained the situation to them and told them how I wanna handle it
they both ask "Do you wanna off him or something" I reply naw but I'm not sure about
my homie...I think a swift lil ass whipping will handle shyt...in the middle of me saying that
dudes dad pulls a bag full of change out a kitchen drawer and spreads it on the
kitchen table...he explains that what he sees around the way is nikkas have to take their trash out
to the dumpsters they usually go alone, in the projects they put wooden or cement borders around
the dumpsters
he places two pennies on the table and says "here's you and my son on my stoop"...places a quarter across
from us and says "here's the dumpsters" places one penny beside it and one behind it...when he (points to the penny beside the dumpster)
shows up to the dumpster w/ the trash ya'll two say "you's a bytch ass nikka yo" and dude is gonna turn his attention
away from the dumpster and look or walk your way...that's when this guy (points to the penny behind the dumpster) comes out and trashes him
geniusI call Matt and set it up, we hung outside for 3 days and didn't see Surge take any trash out ...we started getting desperate
started thinking about just knocking on his door and giving it to em right there...but the plan was so gangster I wanted to see
that shyt happen...Matt catches the bus to my hood right after school everyday, my school got off at 2:15, Matt showed up at right around 4
hoping that nikkas is gonna eat dinner... the trash will hopefully be full at some point and his moms is gonna tell him to take it out...
Me, Matt and Nut sat out on Nut's stoop right across from the pool and we could see Surge's building, Matt shows up to Nutts stoop today
mad... irritated about the stake out, he says if dude don't come out tonight I'm knocking his door...this girl comes from out of Nutts building talking shyt
she say's something smart about who had on all the cologne, I smell myself like "you dont fukk with Blue Jean baby", she says not "that"
much making a joke...Nutt taps my shoulder and says "there he go" Matt runs to the back of the dumpster with his bookbag on...Surge starts
down his steps with a black bag of trash in one hand and a cigarette in the other....when he reaches the dumpster Nut screams out
"Yo nikka you got another cig" Surge replies "I stole this one from my mom"
Nut: fukk you then bytch ass nikka
Surge: what nikka
he drops the bag beside the dumpster and takes one good drag off his cig... plucks it and starts toward us...
Matt comes out the cut with a strap, smacks him over the head with it dazed em, me and Nutt run over and start to stomp em
Nut is going super hard tho like trying to kill em, I take his shoes off screaming "you like to rob kids you lil hoe ass nikka"
Matt is walking back and forth with the strap supervising n shyt, and would throw a kick every now n then, we beat dude for around 3 minutes
Nut looks at me n ask "you good now nikka" I look at matt and ask the same...Matt shakes his head no and points the strap at surge who's on the ground...
shyt got real
Matt has tears in his eyes screaming "you brought nikkas to the school to jump me huh...where yo nikkas at Surge"
I turn my head and hear shorty who was just talking shyt about my cologne saying "somebody call the police, that shyt ain't right"
I tell Matt "we bout to get locked up boy ...you wilding ...we gotta dip"
Matt ran back to the dumpster and got his backpack... threw the gun in it and zipped it up and screamed "meet me at my crib"
me and nut jumped in his pops pathfinder and murked out...even saw the authorities rushing toward the hood
Nut was elated
"nikka that shyt was gangsta as fukk" "he aint know who was hitting em"
"every time he looked up I punched him in the eye blaaw...he look up again I punch him in the other eye blaaw"
"he ain't know what hit em"
(Nut pops tape in)
We pull up in Matt's hood... hid the car just in case...and knock on his door, he apologizes for going too far, but then explains how that jumping back in the day fukked his mind up
he couldn't sleep at night sometimes ...just couldn't let it go...he would have dreams about fukking Surge up and I gave him an early christmas present
we sat at his kitchen table smoking for hours until Matt's mom (Young Mom) came home and asked if we were staying the night, I slept on the couch and Nut slept on the floor
Surge moved shortly after that happened...
Matt caught a body in a mall parking lot...
Nut caught a body over some work...
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Nah, I fought a couple of goons in Jamaica and in America as well. Pops always told mi to "neva run away from your enemies- big or small. You win some and you lose some, but you ALWAYS use your fist"
When I attended high school in America, I've taken up kickboxing and wrestling (high school wrestling) for 4 years. Some cats knew I kickbox and wrestle so they neva fukk with mi like that. Plus I lifted weights.
When I attended high school in America, I've taken up kickboxing and wrestling (high school wrestling) for 4 years. Some cats knew I kickbox and wrestle so they neva fukk with mi like that. Plus I lifted weights.
AyBrehHam Linkin
First Black Brehsident
Never turned down fightin someone. if i feel like i'll catch an L, i'll just bring my nikkas or family and you're gettin stomped out like the nikka from dont be a menace
Tbh tho i very rarely beef with nikkas. Think ive only been about to fight 2 nikkas since 8th grade and im 22 now. And both those dudes ducked me
Tbh tho i very rarely beef with nikkas. Think ive only been about to fight 2 nikkas since 8th grade and im 22 now. And both those dudes ducked me
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SheWantTheD
Veteran
One time I was followed by like 5-8 dudes after some chick said I was cute as I was walking past their stoop.
My ass dipped in the barbershop around the corner with the quickness.
Ain't taking that L.
My ass dipped in the barbershop around the corner with the quickness.
Ain't taking that L.
Reginald Noble
Banned
A lot of nikkas can't understand this concept. But those types typically die young which is something I was never interested in.
I'm looking to make it to 100 and beyond. There are certain times however when I will be willing to risk it all just depends on the mood I'm in.
Reginald Noble
Banned
One time I was followed by like 5-8 dudes after some chick said I was cute as I was walking past their stoop.
My ass dipped in the barbershop around the corner with the quickness.
Ain't taking that L.
A lot of dudes don't even notice but in the martial arts movies a lot of scenes Jackie Chan or whoever is just trying to remove himself from the situation.
Nobody got the energy to be battling 8 nikkas everyday even if you a black belt. This ain't the wild it's civilization.
Even a bear gets tired of dealing with packs of wolves if it's an every day thing. The thing is these cowards never wanna go one on one.
I have never organized a jumping or beatdown always kept my beefs restricted to the individual. But most are hyenas and weak hearted, must roll with a clique.
Just seen Chris on everybody hates Chris say this the other dayYep, he who runs away lives to fight another day
Just change the names and locations and you good.
Twice 
I got my ass kicked in 6th grade for talking shyt
Beat some kids ass in 7th grade for talking shyt and there wuz a fukkton of kids and cops came and he told the cops the kid ran after he beat his ass and then shook up with me
Got into a fight with a homie in 8th grade left bruises on my face and i split his lip and cheek, an hour later this kid wanted to use me as a comeup and try to beat my ass so my boy and i walked home together cause we lived down the street, and he video recorded me fukking this dude up
Broke up a fight in 12th grade cause some wigger was throwin trash at my boy n my boy beat his ass in lunch kept knockin hos face in
Got into a fight with 15 dudes solo two months ago and 1 of em charged me outside the crib and pulled a knife on em and threw him over a car and then cops got called so i ran the fukk out
Stunted on some juiced up bodybuilder tryna flex on me at the gym last year on some "Dont run into me" at the gym, called em a buncha shyt n blacked out on some cracked out shyt and dude left the gym and changed gyms a week later. Lold flexed on his ass infront of his girl and little dikkrider crew solo and pulled his card
Ive taken my ass beatings and beat some ass but I dont think ive ever ran from a fight or ducked a fade from anyone
But i never gone out of my way lookin 4 trouble except when i pulled the knife on those 15 guys and my boy was with me and punched some dude who tried hittin me from the side
Beat some kids ass in 7th grade for talking shyt and there wuz a fukkton of kids and cops came and he told the cops the kid ran after he beat his ass and then shook up with me
Got into a fight with a homie in 8th grade left bruises on my face and i split his lip and cheek, an hour later this kid wanted to use me as a comeup and try to beat my ass so my boy and i walked home together cause we lived down the street, and he video recorded me fukking this dude up
Broke up a fight in 12th grade cause some wigger was throwin trash at my boy n my boy beat his ass in lunch kept knockin hos face in
Got into a fight with 15 dudes solo two months ago and 1 of em charged me outside the crib and pulled a knife on em and threw him over a car and then cops got called so i ran the fukk out
Stunted on some juiced up bodybuilder tryna flex on me at the gym last year on some "Dont run into me" at the gym, called em a buncha shyt n blacked out on some cracked out shyt and dude left the gym and changed gyms a week later. Lold flexed on his ass infront of his girl and little dikkrider crew solo and pulled his card
Ive taken my ass beatings and beat some ass but I dont think ive ever ran from a fight or ducked a fade from anyone
But i never gone out of my way lookin 4 trouble except when i pulled the knife on those 15 guys and my boy was with me and punched some dude who tried hittin me from the side
I'm like 6'3" and played football and was one of the "smart" kids in a really really hood school, so for the most part I got the "He's gonna make it out, so let's not crush his spirit pass", in my neighborhood and at school. So all my real drama came from being somewhere else in the Chi with my boys, and about 90% of the time we was out of our area trying to get at females.
I remember once we rolled over in Jeffery manor like 6 deep after school cause this chick and her sister were some turbo thots and we knew at least 2 of us could smash and maybe they could hit some friends up. I mess around and still had my school ID around my neck, one of the hood nikkas peeped it and automatically assumes I'm an OP (south side schools are pretty heavily gang segregated for the most part). Dude rolls up to me on his bike and starts trying g-check me about where I'm from, who I'm with etc. I'm walking at the back of my group trying to tell dude I'm neutral and just trying to go visit people.
He's like ah ok
I'm like aight man
He rides off, we make it to the chicks crib, someone turns around and the dude on the bike is back with like 20 nikkas walking down the street towards where we are. So my boy is ringing the doorbell and banging on the door. Ol girls step pops comes down and opens the front door, seeing 6 negros at his door trying to see his daughters (he was supposed to be gone, but this is before everybody had cell phones so there was no way we could have got the update),
He looks at us looking shook, looks past us and sees the small mob mob gathering down the block and says,
looks like yall about to get fcuked up
and closes the fcuking door
Luckily she came down stairs and talked him into letting us in. So now we're holled up in this chick house, in a part of Jeffery Manor where we didn't know anybody with any affiliation, 4 blocks from any bus stop, with 20 dudes just hanging around waiting for us to come back outside. Called everyone we knew with a car and no one could come for us, so we we're going around the crib looking for weapons trying to draw up escape plans and sh!t cause we were going to have to make a break for it and fight our way out.
At this point I'm
cause there's no way we make it through that many dudes unschathed.
Then suddenly out of no where all hell breaks loose with the weather. I'm talking sideways rain, crazy wind, when it had just be sunny outside 10 mins before. The dudes outside break for cover and we looked at each other with the same thought, tell ole girl we out, and book it out the crib.
Duke on the bike sees us and tries to whip around and falls off his sh!t
but nobody else looked back because it was raining crazy, so we made a clean break. Dipped through alleys and school yards full speed in a torrential rainstorm until we got back to the main street and the bus stop.
We were completely drenched from head to socks, but unhurt. When the bus came we looked so pitiful standing there in the open getting rained on the driver let us get on for free.. Learned a lesson that day, never was that reckless w my safety trying to get laid ever again.
I never got to smash either of those broads
One of the homies got some head tho eventually
I remember once we rolled over in Jeffery manor like 6 deep after school cause this chick and her sister were some turbo thots and we knew at least 2 of us could smash and maybe they could hit some friends up. I mess around and still had my school ID around my neck, one of the hood nikkas peeped it and automatically assumes I'm an OP (south side schools are pretty heavily gang segregated for the most part). Dude rolls up to me on his bike and starts trying g-check me about where I'm from, who I'm with etc. I'm walking at the back of my group trying to tell dude I'm neutral and just trying to go visit people.
He's like ah ok
I'm like aight man
He rides off, we make it to the chicks crib, someone turns around and the dude on the bike is back with like 20 nikkas walking down the street towards where we are. So my boy is ringing the doorbell and banging on the door. Ol girls step pops comes down and opens the front door, seeing 6 negros at his door trying to see his daughters (he was supposed to be gone, but this is before everybody had cell phones so there was no way we could have got the update),
He looks at us looking shook, looks past us and sees the small mob mob gathering down the block and says,
looks like yall about to get fcuked up
and closes the fcuking door
Luckily she came down stairs and talked him into letting us in. So now we're holled up in this chick house, in a part of Jeffery Manor where we didn't know anybody with any affiliation, 4 blocks from any bus stop, with 20 dudes just hanging around waiting for us to come back outside. Called everyone we knew with a car and no one could come for us, so we we're going around the crib looking for weapons trying to draw up escape plans and sh!t cause we were going to have to make a break for it and fight our way out.
At this point I'm
cause there's no way we make it through that many dudes unschathed.Then suddenly out of no where all hell breaks loose with the weather. I'm talking sideways rain, crazy wind, when it had just be sunny outside 10 mins before. The dudes outside break for cover and we looked at each other with the same thought, tell ole girl we out, and book it out the crib.
Duke on the bike sees us and tries to whip around and falls off his sh!t
but nobody else looked back because it was raining crazy, so we made a clean break. Dipped through alleys and school yards full speed in a torrential rainstorm until we got back to the main street and the bus stop.
We were completely drenched from head to socks, but unhurt. When the bus came we looked so pitiful standing there in the open getting rained on the driver let us get on for free.
. Learned a lesson that day, never was that reckless w my safety trying to get laid ever again.I never got to smash either of those broads
One of the homies got some head tho eventually