Wednesday, July 2, 2008

Fuck that weak shit.

Do ya'll know some one who can't put his mack down? Can't even tell you who plays his favorite song? Yeah, i think we all do. Survival of the fittest is a theory that i not only find to hold more than water, i find to be a jewel of knowledge. You see, real niggas do real things, and weak niggas just wish that the things they've done were as real as a nigga could be with it. Now, have you ever seen ya homie get slapped down, or his girl embarrass him or try to punk him out in front of the crew? That's some weak shit. There's hardly a method to avoid these scenarios and most of the time you can find an easy out of the type of shit that can cause you a lack of strength. Now then, a nigga slashes your tires and you do nothing, that's weak, if a nigga cuts my tires up and shit, i may just go ahead and buy those new Michelin sv-tx's and pimp those bitches out with some of that armor-all. If you post-up that night and catch the nigga that tried you like a hoe, then by all means regulate and facilitate one gigantic ass beatin the likes of which have never been seen. That's some real nigga shit. I love beating a niggas ass for trying me like a hoe, there is very few things that are better. You ever see a nigga throw up all the liquor you been letting him drank, the liquor you like the most and paid an unreasonable price for? That's weak, but a real nigga who does it big, may end up copping you the liquor next time and you get to hurl it up in his bathroom the next time around. That's that nigga shit. I got a Japanese homie who likes to fuck with black people, one day my japenese homie pissed off this brotha i've been kicking it with for years and they got into it bad, that shit was weak. Nikia, with the brewskies firm in his hand managed to defuse the case with a drink off, only the loser had to detail the winners car. THAT is grade A certified nigga shit. My homie from G-ville Nick, is the master at that nigga shit. He's gotta stay on his grind alot to get them ends, but when a Git wants 5 for the dub, my nigga is too quick to fill it with sticks. That is the height of nigga shit to finest cut. Cause i mean come ya'll know niggas don't play. This concludes todays lesson on that weak shit. You heard it hear first, the best remedy for it is that nigga shit. Be easy ya'll, and don't be leaving the door unlocked. Shit could start going down around here. PEACE

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