i live by a apartment complex and i was walkin' down the block to check my mailbox at about 7:50 before wrestling came on. tell me why i feel a gun in my lowerback and hear this squeaky lil voice behind me saying "break yoself, give up the chain nigga" ( referring to the platinum chain with a diamond cut scorpion hanging from it ) .
being in this kind of situation before and knowing how to defend myself, i move quick enough to sweep him to the ground. i look down and see this lil dood about 5 feet tall and wearing a orange Fubu outfit. i can tell his age range by looking at him so i dont beat his ass. i just send him home after slappin' him up a few times.
but the upside is, i walk out to check my mail and come back with another gun to add to my collection. its a mini .22.
fucked up how easy guns can get in the hands of kids.
being in this kind of situation before and knowing how to defend myself, i move quick enough to sweep him to the ground. i look down and see this lil dood about 5 feet tall and wearing a orange Fubu outfit. i can tell his age range by looking at him so i dont beat his ass. i just send him home after slappin' him up a few times.
but the upside is, i walk out to check my mail and come back with another gun to add to my collection. its a mini .22.
fucked up how easy guns can get in the hands of kids.