HARLEM AL
Your broad loves me.....
Another bytchass nikka @Prodigal Syndicate 

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You're the one that's lying
Receipts?
...... A few moments later, Jimmy calls again letting me know that Pac and his entourage were in the garage around the corner, parking their car and that I'd be able to see them walking around the corner at any minute. It was midnight by now on November 30th. All this upto-date information led me to believe that Jimmy had someone in Pac's camp who was feeding him information. Sure enough, a minute later, I saw Tupac bopping down the street, arms swinging back and forth, leading about four dudes 187 to the studio. Me and JD crossed the street and followed the group into the building. "Watch the door Dex, make sure nobody comes inside," JD said to me. "Me and Spunk got this covered." "Handle your BI then." My two soldiers wanted to show me they could put in work without me. I took my position at the door while my boys went around the corner to handle their business. I'm listening to them ordering Pac and his crew to get down. "Get the fukk on the floor, now!" Tupac's crew dropped to their knees, but Pac was bucking. He reached for his gun he had tucked in his waist. JD grabbed his hand and they both struggled for control. Pac's gun goes off before he can pull it free from his waist. JD started pistol-whipping Tupac in the head, over and over, with his .45. When I heard the shot, I crept around the corner to see what was up. "Everything is cool," Spunk said, "We got this shyt under control." Right at that moment, Lil Cease comes riding downstairs on the elevator. When the door opened, I barked at him, "Get the fukk back inside and go upstairs!" His eyes got big as a crackheads' who's just finished taking a hit. "Go and start the van!" Spunk screamed, "We'll be right behind you." As I'm leaving, JD was stripping Pac of all his jewelry. We took off down the street behind Paulie." Put the guns and the jewels in the stash box just in case the cops pull us over," I told Spunk. We headed straight over to the FDR Drive Highway on the east side of the city. We took that to the Brooklyn Bridge, and then drove back to my spot on South Oxford. After we parked our cars, Paulie approached me. "Why y'all shot Pac?" he asked with disappointment spreading across his face. "Jimmy called complaining about Pac and 188 his boys came up to the studio all bloody. Tupac said y'all shot him." "Follow me upstairs Paulie. I want to show you something." I had my boys put their guns on the table and empty out the magazines. After laying all the bullets out on the table, I meticulously counted out each bullet to Paulie, showing him that not one bullet was spent from our weapons. "Tupac shot himself in the groin with his own gun," I told him. "The wounds on his forehead came from the pistolwhipping JD gave him. The wound on his hand came from the slide on his gun when he fired it while it was stuck in his waist." Tupac went on and told everybody that he was shot five times at close range, which was an outright lie. If we had shot him five times he would have been dead, and then we would have had to shoot and kill the dudes that were with him too. Why would we shoot him five times if we weren't trying to kill him? If we had shot him five times, we would not have left any witnesses. Our mission was not to kill Pac that night. We were sent to teach him a lesson for disrespecting Jimmy and that's what we did. All that crazy shyt he told everybody about getting shot five times was just acting. People forget the brother was an actor. He should've gotten an academy award for his skills. Back in my apartment, my boys handed over the jewelry. There were two diamond rings, one diamond necklace with diamonds between each link, three bracelets--one looked like a handcuff made out of gold, with diamonds all over it; another bracelet that looked like a bicycle chain but was made out of solid gold, and there was another bracelet with a couple of gold charms on it. We failed to get the gold cross with the.....
Hmmmm. Who should we believe. A guy who robbed 2pac with alterior motives, or a physician at the hospital?i posted this already
straight from da horses mouth
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and to all dem delusional nikkaz who negg me - cause you'are in denial of facts
HOLD these receipts...
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also to the other posters whom deem me as a hating azz nikka - i dont hate the man, but i just want people to see the truth
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to da posters dat keep it 100
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Jack said henchman was always a bytchOGs was about to "discipline" him per Jimmy Henchmen![]()
Jimmy the rat henchmenLook at these bytch nikkas. Mad, your young ass wasn't even alive when MC New York was shooting himself because the OGs was about to "discipline" him per Jimmy Henchmen![]()
He wasn't a bytch when he was getting nikkas clapped up.Jack said henchman was always a bytch
Even IF that's true. It's 20 years later. A lot of dudes that rode with Pac are dead, broke, or not in the streets anymore. How are they relevant to the conversation?
Haitian Jack said Jimmy Ace was always a bytchHe wasn't a bytch when he was getting nikkas clapped up.