Worst club experience where I was (almost) denied:
Back in like '03, I was up in Bedstuy on one of my usual runs selling cartons of Newports and copping ounces of Haze and Chocolate to take back to VA.
I was chilling on the benches with a bunch of nikkas from the Risley Dent buildings off Fulton between Garvey and Bainbridge.
My nikka E came through talking bout one of the nikkas from the Snakes (Junior Mafia) was having an album release party at some club in the city (can't remember the name) and how he wanted nikkas from the hood in the spot early to take flicks for the album cover.
So we hop'd in like 7 cars and took off to Manhattan.
When I get out the car, my nikka E is like, "Tuck, when we get to the door, don't stop, we gone rush that muthafukka Brooklyn style

"
I'm looking at him like

..... "ok."
Sure enough, soon as we hit the door, all 30 of them nikkas walk immediately in the spot as one unit, ignoring the white bytch at the door, and the big nikkas standing around her.
My dumb ass stands there in amazement still on some

shyt.
After I realized I was the only nikka I came with still standing on the sidewalk, I come to, walked up to the white bytch on some "can I get in please? All my guys just went in.."
She immediately hit the

"oh, you with them? you aint coming in here."
I stood there shocked for a second, got myself together, then started my story..
"Look, Miss. I'm from Virginia. Everybody I know out here is already in the club. I have nowhere to go..."
She thought about for a second, then hit me with, "alright, you can get in as long as you bring 2 girls in with you.."
Bet!
NY bytches love nikkas from down South. No problem.
I see two girls walking up to the spot, run my little story on them and they immediately agree to come in with me.
I walk right back up to the door, thinking I'm the man.
This bytch says, "nah, they can get in, but now you need 4 girls to get in."
Long story short, this little game goes from 4 to 6 to 8, and finally when I find two groups of girls that totaled 8, like an hour after my guys walked in, she finally let the kid walk in the door.
Soon as I get in, them nikkas start with the slow down South nikkas jokes.
I missed out on the flicks, but nikkas already had me an el of haze rolled up, and shortly after that I was grinding on some fine Jamaican ass to Sister Nancy, smoking a big spliff of Haze..
Helluva night....
