Detroit owns this thread. I guess these ashy, hood bugger ass hoes were lying
I ain't even had a chance to really get into it either. I'll throw out a few short ones tho:
Me and my boy was out at Northland Mall one Saturday back in '96. We hit up Musicland to cop some new music before we go hit Belle Isle and wander around the mall to holler at some hoes. We just got done spittin game at a coupla broads when we hear some shit sounding like a fight or something, and we look down the hallway and these two niggas are flying down the hall, arms full of clothes, in a full on sprint. Both dudes got the biggest fuckin cheese grins on their faces and one of 'em hit us with the "whaddup doe" nod when he ran past. Them dudes almost to the door and security finally came around the corner to give chase. Slow as fuck, lookin tired and mad 'cause they know they ain't finna catch them niggas. One of the security guards stopped about two stores away from us and damned near collapsed holding on to a rack of clothes. Me, my boy, and the hoes all fell out laughing at dude and he looked up at us and said "Fuh... Fuh... uuuungh... Fuck y'all... "
Back in the summer of '93 when 7 mile was poppin on the weekends we were in my boy's ride, drunk as fuck as usual, hollerin at the hoes. Traffic was completely gridlocked and I'm sittin off in the back seat nursing a bottle of OGD 100 and some Jolt cola just chillin. We're at the light on 7 and Greenfield waiting for the light to change but there was some niggas standing in the middle of the intersection arguing about something. Two of the niggas walk away heading back towards us while the other niggas was still there on some "whaddup den bitch" shit. The two dudes that walked away got to the car next to us and reached in through the windows. I heard one nigga say "I got somethin for them bitch niggas" and they both stood up with the heat on 'em and they stood there, right next to my window, bussin shots at them niggas in the intersection. My drunk ass just rolled up the window and kept sippin like shit wasn't even happening.
I rolled with one of my peoples to his girl's crib off Fenkell and Linwood. She stayed upstairs in a two family flat and I was supposed to meet her cousin that lived with her. We get there and you could hear the couple downstairs arguing. We go up to ole girl's crib, I meet the cousin and shit and start spittin game. We laughing and shit, passin a bottle around and alladat when the door downstairs sound like it was kicked in. Them niggas was still fighting, the dude staggered out into the yard bleedin from his arm, hand, and leg yellin for help. Blood everywhere, on the steps, the sidewalk, all that shit. I'm like "bruh, it's time to bounce, I got warrants and I ain't trying to have hook askin no questions". I got the cousin's digits and we out. We went back over there a few weeks later and the couple was still together, hugged up sittin on the porch and shit.