Hammerhead Shark P AKA 30 round P AKA Italian Ice P: My infamous life boxden version.

[Gas One]

Chapter 1: The Time I Met Memphis Bleek
Chapter 2: The Time I met Jadakiss
Chapter 3: The Time I Met 2pac
Chapter 4: The Time I Met Brian Pumper
Chapter 5: The Time I Met Kobe Bryant
Chapter 6: The Time I Met DMX
Chapter 7: Receiving Matching Porsches For Signing With G-Unit
Chapter 8: Lil Wayne and Birdman
Chapter 9: The Doctor Who Smacked Me On The Ass When I Was Born
Chapter 10: Martin Luther King JR
Chapter 11: When God Created The Earth


Chapter 1: The Time I Met Memphis Bleek

So I just came out of a McDonalds. I was dolo, but I was really hungry and had to get a Big Mac to calm my nerves. I'm walking down the street, then I see this fine shorty. I get her number. Then I see Memphis Bleek and he's with a couple of his dudes. I wasn't even trying to see Bleek after the stuff that went down with Hov the other day, but I know he saw me and wanted to talk. So I walked up to Bleek and his dudes and we talked. Bleek told me he wasn't feeling how E Money Bags was talking to Hov on the phone and sh*t, and I was supporting my mans, so I told Bleek I wasn't feeling how he talking my mans down. Bleek and his dudes tried to gang up on me. One of them threw a punch, but I caught that and knocked him out cold with one punch. Bleek and his other dude started throwing fists, but I ducked both and knocked both of them out with one punch each too. Then I continued walking down the street, thinking that McDonalds ain't fill me up.


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Chapter 2: The Time I met Jadakiss
So me, Big Noyd and E Money Bags are bored looking for something to do. I wanted to call some bi*ches but my phone with all the fine bi*ches numbers in it was dead, so all I had was my beeper. So Noyd is like "Let's hop in the Bulletproof Toyota Prius and head to the waffle spot". I don't really want to go because it's like 1 AM and I don't really got gas money to be wasting gas like that, that's why I got the Prius in the first place. But after a while I'm like "fu*k it", grab the burner and me, Big Noyd and E Money Bags hop into the Bulletproof Prius and head to the waffle spot. When we get to the waffle spot, theres a bunch of niggas there lined up waiting for they waffles. I'm P, you know my name ring bells, so I'm not trying to wait in line and sh*t. So I walk to the front of the line and it's some 6'9 Lebron looking nigga standing there grilling me. Nigga asks if I don't see the line. At this point E Money Bags pulls out his burner and is begging for me to give the word to shoot the nigga in the lips. But I'm on parole so I can't just have niggas murdering niggas so I tell E Money Bags to chill. I walk up to the nigga, I only catch about midway above his belly button, but I'm P so I tell the nigga, "It's over for that dunny" and a swing. Before I even hit the nigga I see him collapse and then hear a loud ass pop. Apparently I had swung so hard I caused a sonic boom that popped the nigga eardrum, so he was out. Big Noyd and E money bags start laughing as I step over the unconscious giant and start ordering waffles for the crew. As I'm asking for the strawberries I hear a very strange sound. It sounds like the mixture of a hawk screech and a hyena busting a nut. I turn around and see a lil bald black nigga
laughing. I don't recognize the nigga but my nigga Big Noyd pokes me and is like, "Oh sh*t, thats the nigga Kiss." I'm like "Gene Simmons is black?" Noyd looks at me like I'm silly, so I'm about to snuff the nigga, but then he says "Nah Nigga, Jadakiss." So I'm like "Word?". The nigga Kiss beckons me to come over to his table, and he got a couple bi*ches there. But I'm clumsy and I forget about the nigga i knocked out and i trip over his body, spilling syrup all over me. I get up ready to shoot any nigga who laughs but the nigga Kiss is like "fu*k that nigga, come through to the crib, these bi*ches love syrup and sh*t." We get to the crib and I'm like "Ayo kiss, where the bathroom?" Nigga points to this door that look something like a time portal from Stargate Atlantis or some sh*t and tells me I can take whatever linen shorts I want. I walk up to the sh*t, flip the light switch and walk in. I'm about to take my shirt off when Kiss walks into the bathroom smiling hard as fu*k. I'm about to reach for my burner cause I seen that smile before at Rikers and I ain't having that sh*t. But before I could blast the nigga he says "Watch This". He reaches over the sink, and the sh*t does some eye scan sh*t to the nigga, and i swear on every nigga i ever lost in Queensbridge, THIS NIGGA WHOLE BATHTUB LIFTED UP AND ROTATED. My nigga Kiss just said "AHA!" and walked out, and two white bi*ches walked in naked, took they pins out and they hair fell down to they calves. Then all three of us took a shower.

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Chapter 3: The Time I Met 2pac
I grew up in a poor section of Queens, but that doesn't mean I don't understand and appreciate art. So I managed to escape the projects and the weed smoke for a second. I was heading to the studio. So I pull up in my bulletproof Honda and get out to grab my bag sitting in the trunk. While I was digging for my bag, a black Benz pulled up and I can hear the song "I Get Around" screaming from inside of the car. The door swung open and a cloud of smoke followed. It was 2pac and he was carrying a bag as well. So I'm sort of star struck because me and Hav didn't even have a deal or an album out at this point. Pac is reaching for something under his shirt, I guess he thought I was there to rob him or something. "What you reaching for? I'm a fan," I said. "Nigga, I've been coming to this dance studio for 2 years, I ain't never seen a nigga in here," Pac said. I had to explain to Pac I was a skilled ballerina. "Nah, nigga, I got skills, " I told Pac. So Pac was laughing at me for a second, his bodyguards frisked me. They checked my bag and saw that I was serious. "Show me what you got nigga," Pac said. So me and Pac square off in the middle of the dance floor and one of the trainers cued the music from the Nutcracker. So I stand up on my toes and leap into the air, Pac's mouth
dropped. "Damn, nigga, you really are nice." When Pac started dancing I knew I had lost. Pac was spinning around the room, I never seen a nigga from the hood move so elegantly. When we were finished Pac gave me his number and told me to hit him up if he ever wanted to square up again.

 

[Gas One]

Chapter 4: The Time I Met Brian Pumper
So me, Big Noyd and H Honeypots on our way to the club. The nigga H Honeypots looking kinda sweet but he my nigga Suge son so I had to hold the nigga down. Pause. We in the Bulletproof Volvo cuz I had the Prius in the shop. I didn't mind though, because you know those foreign cars run real smooth. Anyway, we get there and Noyd is like "should i hold the burner?" and I'm like "Nah, im P. Niggas aint gon pat me down." I was wrong but at the same time I was right. We get to the club and theres this sexy ass bi*ch doing patdowns. I try to walk by but she stops me. I say "bi*ch, I'm P". She says "I know" bites her bottom lip and proceeds to pat me down. She feels the burner but she doesn't say anything, she just looks up and smiles. Then she start feeling Lil P till he turn to Big P on her. It looks like she about to just pull the nigga out and put me in her mouth but her boss comes over asking if theres a problem. She says "No" and slides her number into my pocket and ushers me in. We in the club having fun, pouring champagne on bi*ches and telling them to make they ass clap. The music is loud but I keep hearing this weird clanking noise like Rondo was shooting long jumpers all around me. I turn around to see my nigga Lloyd Banks covered in the cheapest of fake jewelry looking brolic as fu*k smiling at me really weird. He's like "What up, P?" and out stretches his hand. I'm like "What up Banks?" and I'm about to give him a dap when Big Noyd taps me on my shoulder and whispers mad softly in my ear that that isn't Banks. So at this point I think it's a set up and I'm reaching for my burner when H Honeypots says "OMG, IS THAT BRIAN PUMPER?" I turn around to see that sweet-ass nigga lookin star struck. So I smack the nigga and tell him theres only
one star in this club and thats me nigga, P. His whole hairline pushes back and I'm like "Damn, I hope suge aint mad" needless to say not because I was scared, but because i didnt want to kill the nigga and start a new east coast/west coast beef. Noyd is talking to the nigga B Pumper cuz his clanking jewelry giving me a migraine. Noyd comes over and tells me Pumper wants us to go back to the hotel with him cause he has bi*ches for everyone. I think about it for a second, then i realize Honeypots is still unconscious so we can abandon the nigga. Now, lemme clarify, P would never leave a soldier but this nigga aint from Queensbridge, and he sweet, so fu*k that nigga. Suge you could come see me. So we dip. We get to the telly and theres bi*ches everywhere. Pumper says take whoever I want. It's only one room tho so niggas fu*kin in front of niggas, but its cool, i been on the island. So I'm on the coach and this fine Puerto Rican bi*ch pulls out my meat and starts sucking it. She struggling to fit it, but then she do some anaconda sh*t and unlatch her jaw and get all of Big P down there. I look around. Noyd got his sh*t neck deep into this white bi*ch pus*y. This nigga B Pumper in the corny getting head from this midget bi*ch, but he looking at me the whole time. I'm thinking to myself, what a weird nigga. He completely naked but got all his fake ass jewelry on, and his Timbs. But i'm like fu*k that, this bi*ch sexy, fu*k that weirdo nigga. I tell the bi*ch to relatch her jaw and she get on top and start riding me. I close my eyes and I'm licking her titties and she calling me all sorts of sh*t in spanish,
so i choke her and say "I only got one name bi*ch, and thats P" As I'm choking her I hear that clanking noise again so I yell for this nigga Pumper to go somewhere with that sh*t. The nigga says "My bad P" but when he says it nigga sounds really close to me. I open my eyes and this nigga is fu*king the bi*ch in the ass while she riding me. Nigga smiles and gives me the thumbs up. Theres rules a nigga gotta follow and one of them is two niggas aint supposed to be be committing no sexual act together. P don't play that sh*t. Unless he on the island. I don't even say nothing to the nigga cuz I'm about to get my nut, i just reach into my jeans next to me for the burner. Soon as Lil P bust, I bust one in the air then piston whip the bi*ch and this f*ggot nigga Pumper. Noyd nearly snaps his neck pulling it out the white bi*ch pus*y. I'm like Noyd, "we out." Noyd sees the nigga Pumper layed out and goes to snatch his chain. As he reaches for it, he laughs then looks at me and we both start laughing. He pulls that sh*t off then tosses it in the trash. I pick up a sharpie and write "P" on the Spanish bi*ch i pistol whipped titties and we walk out the telly and hop in the Volvo.

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Chapter 5: The Time I Met Kobe Bryant
I was in Colorado one week in 2003, to record some records for the Amerikaz Nightmare album. I didn't have anywhere to stay that week, so I checked into the Cordillera hotel in Eagle. After unpacking my bulletproof luggage, I went into the lobby to chill for a minute. While I was sitting down texting Christina Aguilera, someone tapped me on my shoulder from behind. It was Kobe Bryant. I said what up to the homie and congratulated him on all the success he had so far. I asked him what he was doing in Colorado. He said he was having knee surgery and checked into the lodge and spa at the hotel to get some treatment and relax. I told him I had some time to kill before I hit the studio for a late night session with my mans and them. He said he was down to hang out and said he had these honeys that he met at the hotel. I said word and followed him to the room he was in. We get to the room and there's these two fine white girls. One was clearly Kobe's, as she ran up to hug him as soon as he walked in. I knew Kobe was married, but I don't hate the player or the game. Kobe introduced me to the ladies. Kobe's girl was named Kate. Her friend was Jessica. I started chatting with Jessica. We had some music going on in the room, getting dances and what not. There was some Asti Spumante, Hennessey, Belvedere and Patron in the room. I was sipping that Asti Spumante, because that's my sh*t. I told the girl we should head to my room and get to know each other a little better. She was down. I told Kobe we'd be back later and he dapped me and we dip.
So I take shorty back to my room and I hit it. She had never fu*ked a black dude before, so I was her first. She was a bit nervous, but I calmed her down pretty quickly. While we're leaving the room to go chill with Kobe again, we see Kate running down the hall towards us. She tells Jessica they have to go real frantic. I asked what was going on and she just grabbed her hand and ran off. So I go to Kobe's room and asked what happened? He said he smashed Kate, but then while they were smashing, she told him to stop, they did and she freaked out and ran off. Kobe aint make much of it, cause some time these hoes trip, so it was all good. I told Kobe I was gonna hit the studio and asked if he wanted to light up before I dipped. He said nah, and was just gonna call it a night. So I headed to my bulletproof Murcielago and went to record for Amerikaz Nightmare.

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Chapter 6: The Time I Met DMX
So it's 2003 and I'm going through a lot of sh*t. I was telling Hav that MP3's are destroying the music industry, and how we should start planning for the worst. I'm really desperate at the time so I decide to fly down to Miami and make a deal with the Colombians down there. So I'm on South Beach in hotel when I get a call from DMX. "Yo Dawg (growl), I know these Colombians, they got the best coke in town, my nigga," X said with energy. "You gonna have to go and pick up the snow. They're staying in The Palms, room 150. Tell them your name is Joe." X said. This was before I discovered X was getting high on his own supply, so I trusted him because he was doing good for himself at the moment. So, I head over to the The Palm and pause when I get to room 150. I knock, but the door doesn't open. After about 10 seconds someone ask, "Who is it?" "Yo, it's Joe," I said. The door opens and I see two guys sitting at the table and a guy in the corner holding a machine gun. "You got the money"? They asked. "You got the yayo," I said. After staring each down for a moment I say, "I got the money, but it's not on me." Suddenly there was a loud thump and the door swung open again. It's X and he's complaining about the coke. "Nigga, this ain't no coke." X said.
The two guys jump off the bed and flash their badges. "Miami police," you two are under arrest. So the cops throw the cuffs on X and I and hurry us outside where they have two cruisers waiting. They threw X in the first car and threw me in the one behind him. The cop in the front is looking in his review and he says, " I know you, you're Prodigy.' "Yeah, nigga, that's me, take my ass to jail," I replied. I couldn't believe I was on my way to jail. If only I would have stayed in New York I wouldn't be in this situation, that's what I was thinking at the moment. The cop in the front seat leaned back and said, "Hey, what's up? My name is Rozay, Ricky Rozay. If you can give me Jay-Z's number, I can drop you off in an alley and we'll pretend this never happened."

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Chapter 7: Receiving Matching Porsches For Signing With G-Unit
Yo all I could say dunn was thank the all mighty above before I broke the news to Hav man. I hit my mans Hav up on his Kyocera cause at the time we had the matching dunns wit the white and black hounds tooth print. Cause at the time wasn't nobody up on that and me being P, I just felt so confident enough in my orra that I would be able to rock my celly with houndstooth print... But back to the jump. I had got a call from 50 about a week after Jive let us go
and I was mad sick cause I just got my crib redone with new french doors in the front and the back and couldn't make the last two note payments to the remodeling dunns or what eva so they never finished my Padio deck or my Porch... An exclusive nigga like me, my first floor was about a story up so I had to up and get a running skip and dive off of the front porch, tuck n roll onto the driveway dunn... Son I got so fly with it this one time I left the top down on my bulletproof Tracker,
got a running skip off the front porch and front flipped into the driver seat holdin my chain so it didn't scratch the paint dunn real talk... But anyway back to the jump Im on the phone with 50 and the nigga goin over the details and what nots of this new G-Unit Mobb record deal. Nothing sounded too spectacular untill nahh mean 50 my nigga said he was gunna throw in not one, But TWO MATCHING PORCHES DUNN!
And a nigga like me? P? sh*t runnin and skippin off the front porche into the Tracker got a nigga back sore so I'm like Sign Me Up dunn A.S.A.P. About four or five days later I heard some rocks or pebbles or some sh*t hitting off my french doors so you know me, I grabs for my burner and open up the doors like "Who Want What" but all I heard was this muffled voice sayin "Stop Playin Pull Me Up SonAfter I pulled son up I noticed it was my nigga Noyd... I aint seen dunn in a minute so I had to let him know about the remodeling dunns and 50 is having my porches delivered to the crib as we speak... Me and Noyd just sat in the crib playin Olympic games on the Power Pad
cause the ps3 was in the shop nah mean one of my little dunns smeared marmarlade on my Red Dead Redunnshin disc and loaded that sh*ts in there.... Few hours and 3 pair of socks later I hear two big ass trucks pull up to the spot and you know a nigga like me? P?.. I ran to the window like a little christmas dunn cheezin ear to ear mad happy because the porch dunns are here to install my sh*t. This is the last running skipp off the front porch for P dunn. My landing was kind of awkward because I had on red and white party socks and them sh*ts are mad slippery. I took the clip board, signed for my sh*t... The porch dunn asked me where I wanted them and I pointed to where steps should be... " Right There Dunn " .. For some reason he hit me with the "....." look and was just like Aight Boys Unload These Porsches over by that wall... Son.... Two Cars rolled out of the back of the trucks and I'm like Son you brought the wrong sh*t... Right after I said that my Kyocera rang and it was 50 asking if my Porsches came... I put on my Mobb voice and said Yeo..... I Need Porches Not Porsches.... I thought you said
Porches... I cant climb up these sh*ts safely dunn I still got cold war shrapnel in my ankles Dunn, I might wipe out or somethin.... But its all good son with this signing money I can build a ramp somethin like a launch pad dunn and rocket ship that sh*t to the sudio through the french doors dunn... On some Back To The Future type sh*t dunn... 50 Hung up on me and I aint seen Noyd since that day son

 

[Gas One]

*double toast

 

[Gas One]

Chapter 8: Lil Wayne and Birdman
Me and Big Noyd was in New Orleans one week doing some promotional work for the label. We was cruising around New Orleans in the bulletproof Jeep Cherokee while some fly bi*ches smiled at us and we winked back. We had to make an appearance at this bar. So we parked the car a couple a blocks away so we could talk to some of the girls near it and get some action scheduled for the night. So as we talking to some of these brauds, we see a big group of niggas decked out in red flags walking down the street. I noticed one of them was Baby from Cash Money. He was holding hands with some short dude in dreads. I thought that was kind of gay, but I'm not homophobic, anymore. I think the kid name was Wayne or something. He had been in some rap videos with Baby, but I didn't think he was any good. They was walking past us while I was getting shorty digits, and I shouted to Birdman what's good. He didn't say anything back though. Birdman and Wayne was with like 15 niggas, deep and decked out in red. One of them says something slick to Noyd passing by that I didn't catch, but it pissed Noyd off. It was even worse because dude ran into Noyd and acted like it was nothing. Noyd reached underneath his Tommy Hilfiger sweater for the 9mm, and I told him to chill out with that. Then one of Baby's niggas said "Yeah you better listen to your homeboy before you get done up." And I didn't take that too kind, but I wasn't about to cause no drama out here with no weapons. Noyd though wasn't playing around and he told one of the dudes to step to him. They didn't waste no time and bumrushed Noyd and stomped my mans out. They
went for me next, but I wasn't playing that. So I started knocking all of these dudes out like I was Jackie Chan or whatever. One hitter quitters for all of them. I must've swatted like 15 or 20 niggas by myself. I helped Noyd up and he got in a few licks too on them. I saw Baby and Wayne down the street talking over some business away from them. They must've not cared that his homies got beat down. I saw Baby pucker up for Wayne and kissed him goodbye, while he hopped in this red escalade. Wayne looked over and saw his homies beat down after and really didn't care much, but came over to help them up. I told Wayne when he came over "They was talking slick." He just nodded in silence. Then me and Noyd went to the bar to promote the album.

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Chapter 9: The Doctor Who Smacked Me on the Ass When I Was Born
So it was my 7th birthday and my fam was having a party for me when my mom starts telling the story of when i was born. She says how she was in labor for 2 days with me cause I didn't feel like coming out yet and I'm like "Damn straight!! It's me...P, I ain't doing s**t til I'm ready" than she starts talkin this crazy s**t how when i finally came out the doctor held me by my legs and slapped my @ss. I started wilden out throwing my cabbage patch kids all around than left my party jumped in my big wheel and drove next door to my dun house where he had a bag of weapons...A cap revolver gun, Machine gun that made that loud clicking sound, plastic nunchucks, and some other s**t perfect for getting this dude.
We roll up to the hospital and no one even asks us where our parents are cause they can see we ain't f****n around. We get to the docs office and we see him reading some charts, we roll in play guns out and dudes face turned pail. I state "It's me...P did you really think you'd get away with it? ain't nobody slap me!!" We had dude get on his knees, my dun put the cap gun in his mouth he begged and cryed like a little b***h not to pop a cap in him. I made him pull down his pants and slapped his ass til it was bright red, walked out went home and had a juice box and called it a day.

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Chapter 10: Meeting Martin Luther King Jr.

so we was down in Memphis putting the finishing touches on the album,it was me,Havoc,noyd and alchemist in Studio A. Across the hall in Studio B was The Temptations working on some song called "my girl" I wasn't feeling that sh*t,I knew it would flop on the charts. I'm in the booth laying my vocals and I get a call on the rotary phone,it's some nigga name Jesse Jackson. Lil nigga said he heard my work and he was feeling the flow he wanted me to come to Lorraine Motel later that night to drink,smoke,get up on some hoes and chill with his nigga Martin luther. I told Hav to bring the Llama's cause if this Martin Luther nigga start having dreams I was going to wake his ass up with the .357 We get to the Lorraine Motel Jesse greets us and 2 hoes approach me and Hav. We make our way up to the room,I dap Martin luther up then he passes me the spliff. He starts telling me some sh*t about how he made it to the Mountain Top and he seen the glory,how he was free at last,I'm laughing at this nigga he dumb high dun. We about to go to dinner so we step out on the balcony and I hear 2 shots,I look down and MLK layed out, I grab the .357 from my waistband and start blazing back cause niggas aint finna take P out.

Chapter 11: When God Created The Earth
Straight like that, that nigga God is MAAAAD funny yo. He got niggaz to believe that nothing was around at the beginning, that aint even what it is yo. I remember the sh*t like it happened yesterday. It was Me, Hav, my nigga Killer, this nigga Stink and his lil homey Q. Now, im not finna front, wasnt really sh*t poppin before God did his 1, 2 thing, but QB was there, it was just always dark and sh*t. We was walkin to this bird house to smoke some loud, when we seent the nigga God and his lil crew across the street. Niggaz dont know this, but a few years back, I had robbed God of some money and weed, but his peoples knew Hav's peoples and called trippin, talkin about Prodigy too crazy runnin around the projects robbin niggaz, including God, so outta respect i gave the lil nigga his sh*t back. Since then, it was a lil tension, but nothin never popped off; Im sure God knew I kept the burner and would use it on his lil ass. Anyway, the nigga God invited me and my niggaz to the rooftop to smoke and drink, he said he had some ill sh*t to show us. I felt he wasnt a threat no more, so I was like Cool, lets rock. We all walkin upstairs to the roof top, and my nigga Stink pulled me to the side like Yo, I aint gotta good feeling about this nigga God yo, he prolly still holdin a grudge when u robbed him. I told the nigga chill, that sh*t was water under the bridge, then the nigga looked at me crazy like, what the fu*k is a bridge? Anyway, we at the top, the nigga God had a lil sneaky smile like he was on some sh*t. I had the ratchet ready for whatever yo, but what
came next was crazy son. He said "let there be light" niggaz aint even know what light was. All of a sudden, the sky lit up, it was mad crazy son. Then the nigga God asked me to stand up he needed somethin. I was lightweight scared now, but i still had the ratchet ready. THEN THIS NIGGA REACHED INSIDE ME AND GRABBED A RIB YO! The next thing we knew, there was a female, this nigga God started sayin he gonna make each of us one! Dun, we sat on that roof for the next 6 or 7 days, buggin out, drinkin & smokin watchin this nigga God jus make sh*t we never seen before. The nigga made trees, birds, all kinda sh*t he called animals, yo, it was ill son. Still, I'll always remember the nigga for lettin me take his money and weed a few years back, and not doin sh*t.
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[Gas One]

yall sleepin. this shit was funny as fuck. especially if you read prodigys book or are in any way a fan of mobb deeps music. im suprised yall gon do the kid with the 0 replies shit...yall aint mobbin with the gas nigga no more?

 

[0R0]

lmao how'd I miss this?

 

[WT SAVAGE]

so how is this funny again?

 

[M BUTCHER 206]

So I stand up on my toes and leap into the air, Pac's mouth
dropped. "Damn, nigga, you really are nice." When Pac started dancing I knew I had lost. Pac was spinning around the room, I never seen a nigga from the hood move so elegantly.

WTF!! lol

 

[fillyacup]

that dmx story was lol, but thats all i read right now

lol at elegant..pac went to dance school didnt he?

 

[M BUTCHER 206]

I open my eyes and this nigga is fu*king the bi*ch in the ass while she riding me. Nigga smiles and gives me the thumbs up. Theres rules a nigga gotta follow and one of them is two niggas aint supposed to be be committing no sexual act together. P don't play that sh*t. Unless he on the island.

uhhhhhhhh

i dunno if a no homo could ever save that

 

[fillyacup]

LOLOLOL at that MLK story..cold shit breh

Niggaz dont know this, but a few years back, I had robbed God of some money and weed, but his peoples knew Hav's peoples and called trippin, talkin about Prodigy too crazy runnin around the projects robbin niggaz, including God, so outta respect i gave the lil nigga his sh*t back.

lol..i think i know who wrote this shit

ay breh, this shit is gold

 

[M BUTCHER 206]

i dont get it whered all this come from

 

[Gas One]

^ just people loving to make fun of prodigy. hes taken alot of L's in life so hes been trolled on the net for years. his book was hilarious and pissed almost everyone he mentioned off...hes just a troll target like hell ever since jayz showed his ballerina pics lol

and mbutcher they arent true stories theyre parodies if it isnt obvious..im sure the writer fully intended to make prodigy out to be jail homo by writing that, as he just gout out of jail for a year

basically prodigy wrote a book called 'my infamous life' and this is the nets response to it

 

[Gas One]

that dmx story was lol, but thats all i read right now

lol at elegant..pac went to dance school didnt he?

pac went to dance school but so did prodigy..jayz put his pics up in summer jam of him in micheal jackson clothes dancing..thats what makes that tupac story hilarious...all the shit is funny if you know a little about prodigy

 

[fillyacup]

lol..keeping with the story is always good for humor..lil tidbits like that make it that much better

 

[M BUTCHER 206]

lol

did he always rap about having bulletproof cars or something?
this writer mentioned bulletproof everytime he said whatever car he was driving, lol

 

[MaC A$$ ViC]

the brian pumper one had me rollin

 

[fillyacup]

needs more chapters

 

[GHP]

lol at all his bulletproof economy cars