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You ever been robbed??

mike030270 said:
House was broken into when I was a kid. We were all away at the time. I think they took the tv and stuff

Car was broken into to get my subs. Funny thing was they didn't realize that the car was a '93 and didn't have the lever to the trunk. So they opened up the gas tank lol felt like karmic justice. I was still pissed though. Surprised they didn't take the new headunit I had
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Those aren't robberies
 
5 Grand said:
Well what's the point of using words if you're not sticking to the definition of the words you're using?
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If you would have read the OP you would have seen the broader language of the thread was speaking on being victims of theft (robberies or otherwise)

Now what's the point of you being in here if you not going to add a story of a time being robbed (or otherwise)
 
came back home to my bedroom window broken but nothing was gone

had a couple niggas run off w/ my money when i was young af trying to score

only real robbery didnt even really happen to me but I lost my money.....this dude pulled up on the block, got out and said he had 10 packs (jigs, this is like '06) for 60 dollars...I put 80 w/ my boys 40 and said i wanted 2.....he told my boy to get in the car with him....he was parked at the end of the driveway but just past it which was on a hill so you cant see down in there good from the yard....all of a sudden the car is peeling off and my boy running back up the driveway, said dude put the pistol to his nose and said "I got you" soon as they got in the car

after a long time of going over that shit in my mind.....i came to the conclusion that the dude who's house we were at set that shit up....he had been making comments that whole day about lil regular shit I had but it didnt click at the time...."damn i see ya'll......fresh tee's, big cell phone....yeah....i know ya'll smokin"
 
Got robbed at gunpoint on my 23rd birthday. Me and my partna was at da club having da time off our life.All the women dancing on us. We buying them drinks, they take clothes off (takin off shirts and/or takin off bra and leaving shirt on). We on da wall just getting dance after dance drunk and high.But we fucced up throwin ones at hoes...

Some niggas ain't like that. And i understand. We may have been a lil obnoxious lol. We leavin da club and got to my car. This white bonneville pull up but we pay them no mind.But i notice a group of girls parked next to us drive off. My dumb ass didn't think nun of it.

NIGGA! Bout 5 niggas hopped out like SWAT. Two wit shotguns, one wit a choppa, other niggas had pistols. They put one shotty on my partner and got $700 of his taxes.i only had $40(Left that is lol) but it was all in ones so i threw them on the ground Makin it seem like it was a lot. Had to put hands up.

Just another Ga nite in Killumbus
 
Chi-akin Citywalker said:
If you would have read the OP you would have seen the broader language of the thread was speaking on being victims of theft (robberies or otherwise)

Now what's the point of you being in here if you not going to add a story of a time being robbed (or otherwise)
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The point of being here is that I want to hear stories about people getting robbed. But people are talking about being burglarized.

And No I can't remember getting robbed or burglarized.
 
I think I told this story before. My very first car I ever had as an Isuzu pup that had daytons and was lowered. Cost me 800 dollars cause a friend of my was a friend of the guy that sold it to me. Leather interior with a stick shift. I put a 6 disc changer cd player in it with subwoofers, new speaker and a new radio.

I didnt know how to drive stick so in learning I ended up fuckin up the drive shaft. My uncle fix cars so I asked him to repair it for me. We went to the junk yard found a drive shaft and I dropped my car off at his house. Which is accross the river from where I was living.

One morning he calls me, hes like..your car is (backdagreen)..dats the name of a notorious hood down here. I'm like, why is my car backdagreen when I gave you my car in West Ashley...for ref..I'm in the north, hes in the west, and backdagreen is downtown in the east.

So he says, don't worry about why it's there, you betta go get yo shit fo niggaz break into it. So I catch a cab downtown..the cab driver was nice enough to drive through the hood till we spot it. I get out..my windows smashed, radio stolen, speakers and subs gone..seats all ripped up..

I just left that bitch down there..walked to the bus stop and caught a bus home.
 
Alle'Oop said:
I think I told this story before. My very first car I ever had as an Isuzu pup that had daytons and was lowered. Cost me 800 dollars cause a friend of my was a friend of the guy that sold it to me. Leather interior with a stick shift. I put a 6 disc changer cd player in it with subwoofers, new speaker and a new radio.

I didnt know how to drive stick so in learning I ended up fuckin up the drive shaft. My uncle fix cars so I asked him to repair it for me. We went to the junk yard found a drive shaft and I dropped my car off at his house. Which is accross the river from where I was living.

One morning he calls me, hes like..your car is (backdagreen)..dats the name of a notorious hood down here. I'm like, why is my car backdagreen when I gave you my car in West Ashley...for ref..I'm in the north, hes in the west, and backdagreen is downtown in the east.

So he says, don't worry about why it's there, you betta go get yo shit fo niggaz break into it. So I catch a cab downtown..the cab driver was nice enough to drive through the hood till we spot it. I get out..my windows smashed, radio stolen, speakers and subs gone..seats all ripped up..

I just left that bitch down there..walked to the bus stop and caught a bus home.
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That's not a robbery
 
I got robbed for a brand new iPhone in December 2008

I was 20 at the time. This was when the new iPhone 3G was out and at the time I was the only person I knew who even had an iPhone. Most niggas was still on flips and sidekicks.

This was also the first phone I ever bought on my own plan.

I had only had it for a little more than 2 weeks.

I was leaving my bestfriends house at like 1AM and before I left he asked me if I was sure about leaving and if I should just stay over there that night and I was like nah it's cool.

So I walk down the street from his house and go to the rapid station to catch the bus downtown. I lived on the other side of town at the time so I had to get on the bus downtown and then get on another bus to get home.

So I'm at the bus stop listening to music with my headphones in and I see about 10 niggas a like 3 girls up there. They're being loud and running around being foolish and shit but I didn't really pay them any mind.

So when the bus came I got on and went straight to the back. These niggas all got on and went back there too. Now I'm watching them but I'm trying not to make it obvious. So there's like 10 stops between my friends house and downtown. The bus goes like 4 stops and I'm starting to feel uncomfortable so I was like fuck it I'm gonna get off early and just catch the next bus.

So I get up and go to the back door to get off early and while I'm waiting for the door to open one of the niggas snatched my phone out of my hand. So I lunged at him to get it back and all 10 of them niggas jumped up and was like what's up nigga?

So I went to the front of the bus to tell the bus driver and the driver was trying to stay out of it.

So now these niggas got off the bus and I was like fuck it I'm gonna go get my phone back.

I ran up on one of them who didn't even have the phone and I tried to press him and he pulled a gun out and put that bitch to the side of my head.

I started to run and two other niggas pulled out guns and was like what's up nigga? I obviously don't have a fucking gun on me so I ran across the street into traffic and almost got hit by a car. These niggas are on my ass. I can literally feel them scratching at my coat they're so close. I'm sprinting fast as fuck in some Nike boots.

I'm zig zagging across the streets thinking that they might start shooting me.

I ran into a bar and asked them to use their phone. I called my mom and my best friend. My mom came and got me and took me back to his house.

I didn't have insurance but I paid full price and bought another one the next day.

A few hours after it happened and I was back at my friends house for the first time in my life I started feeling comfortable with the idea that I could kill somebody. I think after that incident happened the amount of remorse I had for ultimately taking a life fell drastically. Ever since then I've never doubted about my ability to kill someone in any situation. And for a few years after that incident made me a savage.
 
Yeah. I was 18 and had just left the gas station in my neighborhood after using the atm. I had walked there and on my way out I saw 2 shifty looking niggas outside and immediately got a bad feeling so instead of walking my normal way I took another route. About 10 mins later their car finally finds me as I was walking and they pull up, roll down the windows and pull out 2 guns. Took my wallet and sped off. All them niggas got was $40 which I wasn't tripping off of. Was more mad the shit happened in general.
 
a couple. Los Angeles, Cali

on my 13th birthday
mom bought me a watch. was outside down the street and some dude walks up, pulls a gun asks for the watch my lil brother takes off. called the police. find out this dude fit an M.O. police drove me right up to his house and his moms comes to the door, basically admitting that her son keeps doing this shit. I was in 6th grade, dude was in 8th grade. dumb story turns out is was one of those starter pistol replicas that look the part

me my brother and my mama went to the racetrack won a little money, mom and i walked to a pawn shop bought me a guitar and an amplifier.happier than a mofo. the very next day after school my shit was gone. sunk. about an hour later i hear somebody playing guitar down the street. i walk over there, knock on the door and all these big niggas pack in a lil apartment. i'm like did anybody see a guitar? (my lil dumb ass) everybody in there's like, no. I think them dudes were in their 20's and 30sand i was in 8th grade. that shit was fucked up cause i could hear my shit being played on. L.A. can be a wild unpredictable place . i say that being my mom didn't make me aware of our cousins who coulda easily taken care of the situation. but that shit hurt a young nigga
 
Los216 said:
I got robbed for a brand new iPhone in December 2008

I was 20 at the time. This was when the new iPhone 3G was out and at the time I was the only person I knew who even had an iPhone. Most niggas was still on flips and sidekicks.

This was also the first phone I ever bought on my own plan.

I had only had it for a little more than 2 weeks.

I was leaving my bestfriends house at like 1AM and before I left he asked me if I was sure about leaving and if I should just stay over there that night and I was like nah it's cool.

So I walk down the street from his house and go to the rapid station to catch the bus downtown. I lived on the other side of town at the time so I had to get on the bus downtown and then get on another bus to get home.

So I'm at the bus stop listening to music with my headphones in and I see about 10 niggas a like 3 girls up there. They're being loud and running around being foolish and shit but I didn't really pay them any mind.

So when the bus came I got on and went straight to the back. These niggas all got on and went back there too. Now I'm watching them but I'm trying not to make it obvious. So there's like 10 stops between my friends house and downtown. The bus goes like 4 stops and I'm starting to feel uncomfortable so I was like fuck it I'm gonna get off early and just catch the next bus.

So I get up and go to the back door to get off early and while I'm waiting for the door to open one of the niggas snatched my phone out of my hand. So I lunged at him to get it back and all 10 of them niggas jumped up and was like what's up nigga?

So I went to the front of the bus to tell the bus driver and the driver was trying to stay out of it.

So now these niggas got off the bus and I was like fuck it I'm gonna go get my phone back.

I ran up on one of them who didn't even have the phone and I tried to press him and he pulled a gun out and put that bitch to the side of my head.

I started to run and two other niggas pulled out guns and was like what's up nigga? I obviously don't have a fucking gun on me so I ran across the street into traffic and almost got hit by a car. These niggas are on my ass. I can literally feel them scratching at my coat they're so close. I'm sprinting fast as fuck in some Nike boots.

I'm zig zagging across the streets thinking that they might start shooting me.

I ran into a bar and asked them to use their phone. I called my mom and my best friend. My mom came and got me and took me back to his house.

I didn't have insurance but I paid full price and bought another one the next day.

A few hours after it happened and I was back at my friends house for the first time in my life I started feeling comfortable with the idea that I could kill somebody. I think after that incident happened the amount of remorse I had for ultimately taking a life fell drastically. Ever since then I've never doubted about my ability to kill someone in any situation. And for a few years after that incident made me a savage.
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treacherous
 
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