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Member ducking and dodging the task force in the homies ol'school.
One night almost got caught and had to run like three blocks before circling back to the whip.
An 8 ball, some grams, 4 bottles of MD, some crystal palace, and a car full of knuckleheads with warrants.
Back at school on Monday itching to do it all over again come Friday.
Steal bmx bikes.

I couldn't stand you niggas, I swear.
 
Of course last day of school with the water guns. Water gun fights all day. And this was around the time at the height of super soaker popularity. I remember coming to school last day with the super soaker with the back pack lighting niggas up
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Had folks do this all summer long it was 3 neighborhoods a long with water balloons. Then you had the ones that put the water balloons in the freezer and some people would fill up the super soaker with bleach or piss shit was a all out war
 
You member jumping and smacking the top of the entry way and yelling "Jordan!!!"...?

What's lil small things that you did through out ya days in your youth that you dont do no more..

Member feet on the head board and bouncing the tennis ball off the wall?

You gotta ask yourself at the same time. Where da fuck did that tennis ball come from?
I still do this.

I even act like I'm swinging on the rim with one hand sometimes.

And dint let me an wifey meet at an entry at the same time.
She got dunked on about a thousand times.

Did it once too many times an wrapped my legs around her while holding the edge of the entry. She pulled back and all I saw was a quick bright light then got a headache.

She don't play fair
 
I member fixing bikes cause the damn ball bearings were always getting fucked up.

To this day I don’t understand the purpose of them shits on a bike, but I knew exactly what to do to get rolling again.
 
It’s probably low key assault today, but we used to always try to touch girls butts, lol. And would get creative with our methods too.

Our go to though was to get your boys to push you into the girl, rub on booty, then act like you mad at your boys and tell them to stop playing so damn much.

I know they knew what the hell we were doing, but didn’t care, rubbed booty, lol.
 
forgot what we called it but you bet not get caught lackin in the hall between class


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Playin get like me flippin quarters

I member one time at football camp, I started out w/ .75 cents & ended up w/ bout 20$


hand was turnin green holdin all them coins for so long lol
 
From Elementary to high school it was:

Sleepovers with the cousins every other weekend w/ games, pizza and movies from Movie gallery

Rushing home to watch afternoon cartoons on Nickelodeon or FOX

Hide and seek

Riding the lil scooters with the heel break

Walking wheelies on bikes

Pick it up get popped football

spin the bottle at the park

freestyling at lunch

listening to burnt CDs during weight lifting class

Hollering at Mexican chicks who primarily spoke spanish to see who could pull em

Cupcaking on the bus/trying to get the fingers wet

throwing shit at teachers/other students during lunch

big ass food fights w/ the whole cafeteria during lunch

yelling out crazy shit when we all had silent lunch

paper fights on the bus

rubberband wars on the bus/during class
 
From Elementary to high school it was:

Sleepovers with the cousins every other weekend w/ games, pizza and movies from Movie gallery

Rushing home to watch afternoon cartoons on Nickelodeon or FOX

Hide and seek

Riding the lil scooters with the heel break

Walking wheelies on bikes

Pick it up get popped football

spin the bottle at the park

freestyling at lunch

listening to burnt CDs during weight lifting class

Hollering at Mexican chicks who primarily spoke spanish to see who could pull em

Cupcaking on the bus/trying to get the fingers wet

throwing shit at teachers/other students during lunch

big ass food fights w/ the whole cafeteria during lunch

yelling out crazy shit when we all had silent lunch

paper fights on the bus

rubberband wars on the bus/during class
We called it throw up tackle.

And we didn’t freestyle at lunch, we made beats on tables. Mary J. Blige’s Real Love was always the go to beat.
 
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