It's May 16, 2024, 09:21:50 AM
So, on St. Patty's day, I went downtown to a big ass celebration they got every year called "The Sham-Rock". They close off some streets downtown, lay astro turf down, and basically throw a big ass block party. After about six $7 Miller Lite's, the party ended and I wound up at a bar, Maloney's. After losing a couple of games of pool, and downing 3 huge steins of Sam Adams White Ale, I needed to puke. I dash to the bathroom and there's a fucking line. So, in my drunken state of my mind, I did what I thought was the best idea I've ever had. I throw up in my hands, walk outside of the bar, and just toss it into the street. I went back in, thinking I was good to go, and start drinking again. Didn't even get past a couple sips before I had to throw up again. So I just bounce, and find a dark alley, and hurl my guts out. Don't remember anything else after that.
LOL dope thread.. I could make this go for 100 pages with stories.True story.. It's 3 in the morning.. I'm drivin with 3 of my patnas in my car.. we roll up next to some white boy freestyling real loud by himself in his ride, weird but funny as fuck.. dude looks at us with a mean mug on his face still bustin rhymes.. so we start clowning on dude, and as a joke, I told my boys if the next light at the next intersection turns red, y'all get out and punch his face in to shut him up.. and sure enough we stop on red.. so they hop out and smash.. dude's window was down so they connected on every hit and left his face bloody.. we stupid as fuck but at that time it was the funniest shit ever.. so I speed off, still crackin up laughin.. by now we in the middle of San Francisco somewhere with no destination.. then out of nowhere I see a car behind me tail-gating.. dude had catched up takin down my license plate while on the phone with cops.. and with his luck there was a cop car on that street cruising, so now it's a mini chase.. once another cop car got involved, I gave up and pulled over.. we get put on the ground n searched out the ass.. they believed everything dude said.. so we was goin down for it I was sure.. but he made a vital mistake when my car was being searched, he started yellin THATS RIGHT BITCHES! and once he did that, a new story popped up in my head.. I told the cops to check his blood alcohol level, the guy is a maniac and has been following us all over the city.. we told the cops this dude was "gas, break, dippin" on us, and at that time that was the new slang in the bay.. we made the cops believe that "gas, break, dippin" meant he wanted problems.. they asked how is he bleeding? we said he looked like he had gotten into a fight prior to our altercation with him.. and we even added in that he was threatening to shoot us and that he might have a gun.. so long story short, one of the cops came up and said some cop code with a bunch of numbers.. and the other cop's response was TOW HIS CAR AND READ HIM HIS RIGHTS, HE'S GOIN IN.. they checked his alcohol level and sure enough he was over the limit.. they took us out of handcuffs, and told us you're free to go gentlemen.. have a good night.. just like that.. after that we spent like a whole minute in the car in awkward silence like what the fuck just happened? LOL.. so dude gets his face smashed in, gets his car towed, catches a DUI case and spends the night in jail.. moral of the story.. BE A MAN AND QUIT SNITCHIN YOU TATTLE TELLIN ASS WEENIES !!
'Oh I can't see him, I can't see God', YA'LL CAN'T SEE FUCKIN' AIR NEITHER!
Prove to me the wind. Show me the wind man. I want proof of that shit. Cuz I don't see it.
True story.. Last year I had some of the best times of my life.. I owned a recording studio in a huge building next to 4 other studios 10 feet away from bay area water in Burlingame, CA.. if you have any favorite rappers from the bay area, chances are I recorded material for em at my spot.. from your federations to rappin 4 tays to quinn, jt, guce, kee, hoodstarz etc. I was barely ever home, barely ever slept.. was there 24/7 either drunk or high on something with a buncha bitches and crazy muthafucaz around praising me.. did way too much.. long story short, god took it all away from me in an instant.. one night at 4 in the morning a few suckaz ran in, put a couple of guns to my head, stripped 4 of us to our boxers, and took everything from all 5 studios.. it took em around 45 minutes.. everything got caught on camera but cops could give a fuck about a rap studio shutting down.. they wanted it to happen.. just another chapter in mi vida loca!!
are you people that dumb and slow...lol...
Tuff one...but quik is up there...put it on me is classic imo and on some detox shit...dj lethal>>dj quik....rza>>premo.....dre>>>quik....rza=dre....dre, rza, quik, dj lethal>>>>>timberland, rockwielder, EIMINEM, mannie fresh
k las nite me n my buddies r drinkin chillin at my place then my buddys like o ye my firend from work(whos like 25..we are 18) told me we could go to his buddies party so we roll in and immediatly there all lookin like who the fuck r u then my friends like yo we gotta go so we are leavin n my buddies like fuck u blah blah to the dude that owns the house , than the owner of the house comes out and grabs my buddy and starts punchin him in the back of the head so were all like fuck this ...call up about 15 ppl ,,go back to the door and start slammin on the door and of course they start bein bitchs call the cops...me n my buddy got caught by the cops n my buddy had to stay there overnight...its not that exciting but was a decent night when nothin else was goin on
^LOL...It already did:Quote from: ZiLLA on April 04, 2008, 02:19:23 PMTrue story.. Last year I had some of the best times of my life.. I owned a recording studio in a huge building next to 4 other studios 10 feet away from bay area water in Burlingame, CA.. if you have any favorite rappers from the bay area, chances are I recorded material for em at my spot.. from your federations to rappin 4 tays to quinn, jt, guce, kee, hoodstarz etc. I was barely ever home, barely ever slept.. was there 24/7 either drunk or high on something with a buncha bitches and crazy muthafucaz around praising me.. did way too much.. long story short, god took it all away from me in an instant.. one night at 4 in the morning a few suckaz ran in, put a couple of guns to my head, stripped 4 of us to our boxers, and took everything from all 5 studios.. it took em around 45 minutes.. everything got caught on camera but cops could give a fuck about a rap studio shutting down.. they wanted it to happen.. just another chapter in mi vida loca!!