Have you ever ducked a fade in real life?

BruhMayne

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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 :francis:

I'm like aight man :whew:

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:ufdup:
and closes the fcuking door:snoop:

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:sadcam: 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 :lolbron:
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.:manny:. 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:martin:

One of the homies got some head tho eventually:myman:
:ohhh:What the sisters name start with
 

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Never. Even if I know I'm going to lose. We still fighting my nikka. Believe I'm getting some good hits in too. We both going to feel like we got into a fight later. Where I grew up if you someone wanted to fight you and you bytched up you were a mark. nikkas would torture you until you graduated high school and hopefully moved. I decided young I wasn't going out like that. Well, my brother decided that for both of us, lol. There was a time when jumping people was considered some sucka shyt.

On sight used to be no joke. nikkas would text me about drama and we'd go handle that. We'd be actively looking for people and people were actively looking for us. It wasn't gang shyt, it was just hood macho shyt.

Big ups to big bros who teach their little bros how to box and how to fight. I remember texting my friend while this nikka was calling me a bytch while banging on my door. She told me I knew I was going to fight him for calling me a bytch in my own house.
 
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