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Post by X-Rated on May 15, 2009 21:51:04 GMT -8
Share a story of getting your ass kicked or something fucked or good to share that happened to you in the Game . . .
18th Birthday kicked it in Travlers bar with Brother in-law's there 4 of us, Going to after hour party and we all chip in for Alcohol and goto AMPM but when we leave we follow THE WRONG CAR just happens to be a car load G's strapped - we think its our Friends trying to ditch us n keep beer and Im sure they're like who the fuck are these mufukas we chase'em from 85th Aurora to Beacon Hill we get to whoopin they ass (3v4) and they pull out strap pistol whip driver baAd we whoop'em fuckin hard after we knockdown gunman beat'em for like 3-5 mins swear! Cop pull up EVERYONE scatters gets away cept our Driver who left ambulance.
Bout an hour later Im walking down Rainier and hear mosquitto by my ear . . . zzzz . . . I see headlights gettin close turn around and its gunfire . . ZZZZ .. Mufukas is shooting at me while trying to run me over. Heres the bad part. I had to run into on coming traffic screaming like a straight up bitch and run into 7-11 like a lil bitch too ... Oh man they almost got me.
I swear I never screamed like that before and worser shit happened to me since then lol
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Post by taktownbwild on May 17, 2009 7:37:17 GMT -8
Thats a good story blood, i had some bullshit happen off of Rainier like 2 years ago was at some house party out in the hood i knew south side had mad crips but i didnt give a fuck, i went up there flamed up any way, red doo rag under the gucci hat, nice new white tee with my flag around my neck, and some dark blue jeans that had big ass red B's on the back pockets.
the party was bool till about 1 am i was gettin tired and knowin I had to drive allthe way back to the tack, i was ready to go. just as i was goin to the door like 8 hoovers roled through. I took a right turn into the bath room. I knew these fool and they knew me. I could here them talk on the other side of the door talk bout why that Blood( they use differnt terms) here? you got the strap? call the niggas in the house we bout to have fun!
Damn! when i heard that shit, i had to do somthin my strp was in da whip, i put it back after no brabs showed up after me being there fo like 3 hours and i went to the car to role a blunt. what to do what to do. so basicly i went out like a bitch and jumped out the bath room window and went around the house, as i pulled off i bumped that Damu Rydaz loud as fuck track #1. "lets get high BITCH in my Damu Ryde!" them niggaz came runnin out the house like I just smacked they moma. they got in they car but didn catch me i got on I-5 quick them foolz musta thought i went to the CD or somethin.
But basiclly i went out like a Smart Bitch. i had to bump my beats just to let my ball hang again.lol
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Post by 5jda2 on May 17, 2009 13:34:07 GMT -8
hahaa good story mayne.
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Post by taktownbwild on May 17, 2009 13:40:37 GMT -8
yea i knew you would like that one ;D
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Post by bgloco on May 17, 2009 14:42:50 GMT -8
it was 2002 i was fresh out of the pen.spent two years in WALLA WALLA.i was feelin good we had just finished watchin OSCAR DELA HOYA whoop FERNANDO VARGAS ass on pay-per-view.i had won 100 dollars on the fight.it was nothin but family there.we needed some more beer so i ask my brother in law for a ride to the store since i had alittle extra money. my brother in law is a ''paisa''what some of u call BORDER BROTHER.we pull up to the corner market where we see about 8-10 CHOLOS standin in the corner.i really dont think much of it since i tell right away these are SURENOS.in the prison system all SURENOS are one gang.so i guess u can say i was still carrying the ''prison mentality''. as soon as we step out the ride they spotted us and quickly hit us up.i let them know my brother in law didnt bang and i told them where i was from''BELL GARDENS LOCOS''and that i just got out of WALLA WALLA thinkin they would show some respect.FUCK I WAS WRONG.they where from are number one rival at the time''LIL VALLEY LOCOS''.they started disrespectin.by this time it was far too late to get back in the car.they had circled around me.i was buzzin good plus i had snorted a few lines of caine so i was like fuck it lets do this.as soon as i said that it was over.all i remember is my brother in law runnin for his life.i do remember tryin to get up and took a kick to my face with some sort of boot.when i came too ambulance and paremedics where all around me askin if i knew what date i t was.fuck the date all i knew is i got my ass whooped worse than FERNANDO VARGAS that night. i refused treatment and of course didnt say shit,not that i remember much.I learned a valuble lesson that night u cant have prison mentality on the streets and vise versa.fuck what happen to me i felt bad for my brother in law who i never seen run so fast.he got away.but i told him if he ever left me hangin like that again im gonna kick his ass and hook my sister up with a homie.
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Post by west2west1gang8 on May 17, 2009 22:27:26 GMT -8
MAN IT5 WAS LIKE LAST MONTH AT A PARTY OUT N THE TACK SATURDAY NIGHT WE JUS KAME FROM SOME OTHER PARTY BECAUSE THE NIGGAS MOM KAME HOME AND LECTURED EVERY1 ABOUT BEIN CHRISTIAN AND GOIN TO CHURCH BUT ME AND MY NIGGA GET TO THE PARTY WERE STANDIN ON THE CORNER BECAUSE ITS A STRAIGHT KRIP PARTY AND WERE CHILLIN FOR LIKE 10 MINS WAITIN FOR THE HOMIE TO COME OUT AND THEN EVERY STARTS YELLIN ONE NIGGA "ITS NUTTY BLOCK CUZZ" OTHER NIGGA " ITS HOOVER " AND THE LAST NIGGA WAS "ITS FOLKS ON MINE SO WE DIDINT EVEN STEP NEAR THE HOUSE BUT THE NIGGA FROM FOLKS LEAVES AND COMES BACK AND NEXT THING U KNO HE RAN AND SHOT AT THA HOUSE WE DIPPED. I STILL WONDER WHT WOULDVE HAPPENED IF WE WOULD HAVE WENT N THE HOUSE
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Post by X-Rated on Jun 13, 2009 18:20:50 GMT -8
it was 2002 i was fresh out of the pen.spent two years in WALLA WALLA.i was feelin good we had just finished watchin OSCAR DELA HOYA whoop FERNANDO VARGAS ass on pay-per-view.i had won 100 dollars on the fight.it was nothin but family there.we needed some more beer so i ask my brother in law for a ride to the store since i had alittle extra money. my brother in law is a ''paisa''what some of u call BORDER BROTHER.we pull up to the corner market where we see about 8-10 CHOLOS standin in the corner.i really dont think much of it since i tell right away these are SURENOS.in the prison system all SURENOS are one gang.so i guess u can say i was still carrying the ''prison mentality''. as soon as we step out the ride they spotted us and quickly hit us up.i let them know my brother in law didnt bang and i told them where i was from''BELL GARDENS LOCOS''and that i just got out of WALLA WALLA thinkin they would show some respect.FUCK I WAS WRONG.they where from are number one rival at the time''LIL VALLEY LOCOS''.they started disrespectin.by this time it was far too late to get back in the car.they had circled around me.i was buzzin good plus i had snorted a few lines of caine so i was like fuck it lets do this.as soon as i said that it was over.all i remember is my brother in law runnin for his life.i do remember tryin to get up and took a kick to my face with some sort of boot.when i came too ambulance and paremedics where all around me askin if i knew what date i t was.fuck the date all i knew is i got my ass whooped worse than FERNANDO VARGAS that night. i refused treatment and of course didnt say shit,not that i remember much.I learned a valuble lesson that night u cant have prison mentality on the streets and vise versa.fuck what happen to me i felt bad for my brother in law who i never seen run so fast.he got away.but i told him if he ever left me hangin like that again im gonna kick his ass and hook my sister up with a homie. Kinda like Vargas was trying to act all hard towards Del La Hoya, I really thought Vargas was better but he was too mad n acting all hard like a thug but that just wasn't him . . I hate De La Hoya! He ran like a pussy all fight against Trinidad lol |
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Post by theken206 on Jun 13, 2009 21:29:12 GMT -8
walking home fairly drunk a pair of guys at a bus stop mouthed off something about my apperance and my drunken stagger.
I hauled off and decked one of them, serious tv movie cowboy punch. Put him down and carried me into the other one it was such a big off balence punch.
I get in some body shots, "cuffed" him with a wild left and wobbled him just to see a fucking housefull of dudes run out and start chasing me.
Got chased all over the fucking place, down the street, into a park, JUST scrambled over a fence and thought I could get away when I got speared pretty good from the side.
Covered up well but got the living shit stomped out of me just the same. Got kicked in the the mouth, that one rocked me good and then a dozen or so stomps and then some rib kicks pretty much had me out.
Hobbled my drunken, and now bloody lumped up ass home and layed up in bed for a day or two. The soft tissiue damadge to the ribs took the longest to heal and left me a sore mofo for quite some time. My blonde ass hair was red as fuck that morning hahahahaha.
We used to rumble back waaaaayyy back in JR high with an apartment full of somalian kids, we were always out numbered but man did we fuck those kids up something fierce time and time agin hahahaha.
then there was the time at Angle Lake Park in seatac when a friend and I went at it with like 9-10 little bitches from tuqwila and sent them packing home to mommy. it started with a hard look and a what the fuck are you looking at bitch comment and this tall white kid comes back with all his little homies and the start talking mad shit.
My friend is like well lets fight then punk and the kid tells him eh meet me in tuqwila at 11 pm at such and such. My homies like BITCH IM FROM KENT and starts swinging away. Short exchange of punches and the kid goes down and I see the deer in the headlights look and right as hes about to get his head used as a football my homie gets gang tackled and they start laying into him.
Well they all end up on top of both of them on the concrete,so this kids has god only knows how many pounds on him and hes getting all fucked up from it. Someones dancing around the group looking to get in some good shots in and I run up and blast that fool with a right hand from fucking detroit and start swinging shots into the group.
A few step back/off and coming at me and I basicly go to stab on of them in the chest and he steps back, turns around and takes off running. A couple of his friends do the same and the rest grab the kid I blasted and the tall white kid off the ground and drag/carry them off.
the tall white kids back is JACKED up from the concrete and hes pretty much crying as they run off hahahaha.
someones like "man imma go get my knife" and I yelled back "bitch you better come back with a heater" or something like that and then I guess I told my homie that we should go grab one of my pistols and come back. hes like naw lets just bounce the cops are coming the cops are coming.
We dip out and dogdge the cops best as we can untill we get to out homeys and score a bag of some dank ass weed. Were heading to another homies to kick it drink a beer and what not when we get stopped on the side of the road by the seatac PD and dude didnt even search us or anything. just got our stories and our ID's and shit and letus bounce.
We went back the next day to settle shit with the burner if need be,but none of them were there and they had like 10 cops just posted up waiting for trouble. shit was classic.
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Post by mamameloya on Sept 22, 2009 21:46:00 GMT -8
Thats a good story blood, i had some bullshit happen off of Rainier like 2 years ago was at some house party out in the hood i knew south side had mad crips but i didnt give a fuck, i went up there flamed up any way, red doo rag under the gucci hat, nice new white tee with my flag around my neck, and some dark blue jeans that had big ass red B's on the back pockets. the party was bool till about 1 am i was gettin tired and knowin I had to drive allthe way back to the tack, i was ready to go. just as i was goin to the door like 8 hoovers roled through. I took a right turn into the bath room. I knew these fool and they knew me. I could here them talk on the other side of the door talk bout why that Blood( they use differnt terms) here? you got the strap? call the niggas in the house we bout to have fun! Damn! when i heard that shit, i had to do somthin my strp was in da whip, i put it back after no brabs showed up after me being there fo like 3 hours and i went to the car to role a blunt. what to do what to do. so basicly i went out like a bitch and jumped out the bath room window and went around the house, as i pulled off i bumped that Damu Rydaz loud as fuck track #1. "lets get high BITCH in my Damu Ryde!" them niggaz came runnin out the house like I just smacked they moma. they got in they car but didn catch me i got on I-5 quick them foolz musta thought i went to the CD or somethin. But basiclly i went out like a Smart Bitch. i had to bump my beats just to let my ball hang again.lol haha cuz u sound like a straight mark. lol And cuz u still listening to that gay ass bangin on wax bullshit? Cuz u must be one of those myspace gangsters |
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Post by Brad on Sept 22, 2009 21:47:16 GMT -8
Thats a good story blood, i had some bullshit happen off of Rainier like 2 years ago was at some house party out in the hood i knew south side had mad crips but i didnt give a fuck, i went up there flamed up any way, red doo rag under the gucci hat, nice new white tee with my flag around my neck, and some dark blue jeans that had big ass red B's on the back pockets. the party was bool till about 1 am i was gettin tired and knowin I had to drive allthe way back to the tack, i was ready to go. just as i was goin to the door like 8 hoovers roled through. I took a right turn into the bath room. I knew these fool and they knew me. I could here them talk on the other side of the door talk bout why that Blood( they use differnt terms) here? you got the strap? call the niggas in the house we bout to have fun! Damn! when i heard that shit, i had to do somthin my strp was in da whip, i put it back after no brabs showed up after me being there fo like 3 hours and i went to the car to role a blunt. what to do what to do. so basicly i went out like a bitch and jumped out the bath room window and went around the house, as i pulled off i bumped that Damu Rydaz loud as fuck track #1. "lets get high BITCH in my Damu Ryde!" them niggaz came runnin out the house like I just smacked they moma. they got in they car but didn catch me i got on I-5 quick them foolz musta thought i went to the CD or somethin. But basiclly i went out like a Smart Bitch. i had to bump my beats just to let my ball hang again.lol haha cuz u sound like a straight mark. lol And cuz u still listening to that gay ass bangin on wax bullshit? Cuz u must be one of those myspace gangsters I warned ya idiot, see ya later.. account deleted! |
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Post by Rattboy on Sept 23, 2009 7:49:02 GMT -8
thats what im talkin about
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Post by Rattboy on Sept 23, 2009 8:05:16 GMT -8
ok i might as well share my story LOL...ok i was walking down Grandridge in grandview about 1 am a few years back,i would have to say 2000 maybe 2001,I just got into it with my girl so i was going to the homies to smoke a blunt and calm down...i get to the tracks almost to the laundry mat when i hear a car roll up to the tracks,of course im flamed up,so i figure its just someone stopping at the tracks till i hear all four doors open,i see 7 fools (LBS from mabton) run out the car saying you wanna get fucked up and they all had beer bottles and knifes in they hands,i was like these fools dont fuck around so i dipped in a hurry,i smashed down fools drive ways and yards jumping fences and shit,till i found a spot to duck,i posted up in my hiding spot for about 5 mins till i seen the car smash out looking for me...took me and hour to get 4 blocks ducking and dodging these fools....i made it home told my brother in law and called a couple homies to go look for em,didnt find em...till about 2 weeks later,was with my bro-inlaw at my apts,i seen that same car roll up,i was like damn homie thats them right there,so we hit him up,just one fool this time...he was scared shitless saying it wasnt me homie..i say,im not your homie you fuck! anyway long story short that fool got smashed on and never bothered us again.
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Post by Rattboy on Sept 23, 2009 8:13:50 GMT -8
ok got another crazy story for yall...back in 01 in sunnyside we use to chill at the homies pad on Edison...always talking shit to the LvLs and shit...anyway it was mayfest carnival and cruising the ave so we went out with 4 or 5 cars about 15 heads if not more deep,we got a call from one of the homies on the ave that the skraps just stopped em and slapped his bitch so we all met up and went hunting....one of the homies had a 16 gauge shotty so we got that shit and threw it in our car,we found the fools and started following them around town till they made their way to a mobile court,they pulled over my homie grabbed the shotty stuck his whole body out the window almost into the skraps van and said "peace mother fuckers" im driving look back in my mirror and see sunnysides finest rollin around the corner,i grabbed the homie and the gun and took off,made 3 lefts the 2nd one we threw the shotty out....got back out to the road and had 10 cops waiting for us...the pussies called the cops while we were following em around...anyway they pullus over felony stop of course blah blah,anyway long story short they let us go we got the gun back and no one went to jail....what happened was my homies chick was in the car and she had just had surgery on her knee so she had a cane,we told the cops it was a cane that we stuck out the window and they never thought twice...we found the shotty under a car LOL...ok so there is a couple stories from my hood im sure i got more that ill share later.
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Post by X-Rated on Sept 23, 2009 12:20:40 GMT -8
When I was MKK me & 2 bros was hittin licks around the Greyhound bus station and the bus 7 went by . . didn't think nuthin bout it till a block later when like 8-12 niggas were within 20 ft or so coming full speed . . Next thing I got knocked down and seen the bro running away after he got hit too while Im laying sideways, most of'em got other boy who had the money and he dropped it all and got away. I had to get up n run even though I was hella dazed felt like I was runnin sideways never forget that lol
First time I got KO blow and snuck up on like that . . them niggas must've seen us hittin the meters and got us.
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Post by Brad on Sept 23, 2009 13:08:05 GMT -8
When I was MKK me & 2 bros was hittin licks around the Greyhound bus station and the bus 7 went by . . didn't think nuthin bout it till a block later when like 8-12 niggas were within 20 ft or so coming full speed . . Next thing I got knocked down and seen the bro running away after he got hit too while Im laying sideways, most of'em got other boy who had the money and he dropped it all and got away. I had to get up n run even though I was hella dazed felt like I was runnin sideways never forget that lol First time I got KO blow and snuck up on like that . . them niggas must've seen us hittin the meters and got us. I saw one of the city workers emptying the quarters from the parking meters yesterday and it made me think of those stories you told awhile back. |
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