Oh really? Duuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh. I don't pretend to be a great balla - I know my level and love the game is all.
Why don't you run along and continue your circle jerk with the other idiots like a good little troll?![]()
but better than you though
Oh really? Duuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh. I don't pretend to be a great balla - I know my level and love the game is all.
Why don't you run along and continue your circle jerk with the other idiots like a good little troll?![]()
hilarious
gee i wonder why the mookie crew s with such a cool dude![]()
Why do you keep saying balla? Is that your attempt at sounding "street"?
arse
mate
Crocodile Dundee
Yep 14 steals. I was always in the passing lanes and denying my assignment the ball like a mother er. He was pretty much denied the ball the rest of the game. I don't know why they kept trying to feed it to him when the entry passers were complete . I also got a few steals from the big men. They were so damn tall that when they would make the move I was basically an invisible double team that they couldn't see.
put another shrimp on the barbie
or something like that...
Back in 91' I had just bought this fatass, brand new herringbone and decided me an Dre would hit up the club so I could floss it. We get there, hit up the VIP room and start drinking Dom and Courvoisier right off the bat son. But we had a problem son...No es! So I told the VIP room attendant to bring some back to the VIP, and gave him my new chain to carry around like some kind of beacon, you know, to lead em to the promised land. So this is gone about 15 minutes, and then comes back with some of Brooklyns finest, and I ain't talkin bout cops son, know what I'm sayin? This mutha a had 3 of the finest es with him that I ever seen son! So I grabbed my chain back and added it to the 3 others already around my neck, and proceeded to pour up some drinks for these hos. I had ordered a bottle of Andre' just for them son, cuz they ain't gonna drink my in Dom son...C'mon Son! So, just as I'm about to pour the last a drink, this sticks his head in and says, " Laqueesha! Get yo ass back out here with me!" I couldn't believe this son, doesn't this know I'm the Ed Lover? I said, " , get your broke ass up outta my VIP lounge before I break a bottle over your head". son. This fool started to come into the room so I grabbed the bottle of Andre' and broke that clean over his wack-ass Kid n' Play haircutted head. fell to the ground like a sack of potatos. Dre got up and kicked him in the head a few more times with his fat foot to make sure he didn't move. While that bled, we grabbed the es, 2 more bottles of Dom, the Courvoisier, and made for the Limo quick-like son. That night was off the meat-hook son!
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