| True StoryJanuary 18 2006 at 2:53 PM No score for this post | Truth (no login) from IP address 65.25.244.86 | |
| a few years back, mid-summer in the minne-ap/
& old school homie came to kick-it-at my crib-in-fact/
this was the first time I'd seen him in about-a-year/
he got kicked out his crib in the city & was outta-here/
2 hours out the city livin with grand-folks/
came to grab a QP of trees from my man-so/
we made the call & went to meet up at the rendevous/
started walkin-through the park & then we got-into/
the weed mans whip, hit the block & hopped up out-of-dudes/
rusty caddilac & headed-back to my avenue/
up in the crib weighin' the trees out evenly/
makin sure he didn't get shorted cuz it was beany-weed/
after we had the QP broke down into O-Zs/
we packed it up & rolled a B & took a stroll-see/
it was about...9:30 sun goin-down/
after the blunt was burned my guy had to be homeward-bound/
he had a court case in the morning that he couldn't-miss/
so he hollered at this chick for a ride while i took-a-piss/
she said "meet up at the 'duds & suds' laundary-mat"/
in a half an hour so we started walkin-at/
about 9:50 so we wont have to wait oh-her-ass/
its 10:15 so he got some change & called-her-back/
Phone Rings
click
"fuck man!...this bitch aint answerin her phone"/
"well maybe she just left & forgot the shit at home"/
"fuck that, she bullshittin it obvious she won't/
be comin any time soon, shit...she's probobly gettin boned"/
10:45...still waitin for this-bitch/
got people 'cross the street starin hard while we just-sit/
& wait, im gettin tired & my highs-droppin/
my guys looked at me & said "i need to look at my-options"/
i said "you dont got many, ya grandparents aint gon' get you/
they're two hours aways & its 11' so i guess-you/
really got no choice but to wait-on-this-bitch"
he said "you right but i cant miss my court date-for-this-bitch"/
we were stuck...he dicided to try to call-again/
went in to get some change thats when i seen a car-within/
a half a block.....& he cruised by slow/
i signaled through the window to my guys that it was 5-0/
he hit a U-Turn & drove stait up on the curb/
lookin like a nerd with a badge that he don't deserve/
he hopped out gun in hand screamin "Hands in the air!"
i was shook, we aint do shit I was just standin there/
i tried to speak but & shouted "on the ground & shut the fuck up!"
my man was still up in the building while i was gettin stuck up/
within a minute & a half 2 more squads were present/
im in cuffs facin a wall while they grab my boy & check him...
im sittin here with my pockest empty as a hobos/
while my mans got a QP of trees in his Polo's/
we're fucked, im guilty by association/
& he's caught red-handed so we're headed to the po-po-station/
not quite...we still had to talk to the cops/
for hours on end while they had a hand on they glocks/
we sat in seperate cars for what seemed like eternity/
gettin our seperate storys like we in front of a jury-scene/
then they put us in the same car with no leg room/
sittin on a my hands with hinged cuffs that wont let loose/
its fuckin July, 90 plus with the windows up/
they already got all they need on us so we some sittin ducks/
its been 45 minutes of uncomfortable sittin now/
a cops finnaly comes to the car & rolled the windows down/
and with a smile said "gettin hot? cuz your startin the stink"/
my guy looked at him & said "WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK?"/
i figured after that he roll the window right back up/
im thinkin, "damn why my man have to act up"/
now were gonna be stuck in the heat again/
but to my suprise he kept em down & gave an evil grin/
faggot cop stepped to the rear driver side/
& proceeded to mace us both strait in the eyes/
instant gag reflex feelin like im gonna vommit/
crooked fuckin cops doin they thing & they was on it/
...and we all know that they do this shit often/
he maced us so long even he stepped to the curb coughin/
i couldn't open my eyes for like 10 minutes/
& my guys face was coated in mace was mad stingin/
so i let him lean over & wipe his shit of on my shoulder/
now im thinkin to myself "I want this night to be over"/
at the time i was underage so i got taken to Ju-vay/
while my guy went to jail & had to stay for a few days/
missed court & eventually got probation/
this is why i hate fuckin cops in all stations/
to this day they still got my clothes say that they evidence/
case still pending never heard a word ever since/
when i look back this whole shit is comedy/
i mean who would rob a fuck laundary-mat? honestly?/ | |
| | Responses THIS WAS FIRE!!!!!!! - Q-BOSS {CO-E} on Jan 18, 2006, 3:20 PM
u were set up or someone snitched u... - WRitey BUlger on Jan 18, 2006, 3:45 PM
how dare u disrespect our police.... - RAWKUS aka eulogy***CA*** on Jan 18, 2006, 4:03 PM
- nah man... - Truth on Jan 18, 2006, 4:04 PM
- lol... - mech-phreezi on Jan 18, 2006, 4:11 PM
oh shit... - MaLiCiouS **Da Voice Of Da South** on Jan 18, 2006, 4:38 PM
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