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How many times u face a gun?

How many times u face a loaded gun?

  • 0

    Votes: 11 32.4%
  • 1

    Votes: 12 35.3%
  • 2

    Votes: 8 23.5%
  • 3

    Votes: 0 0.0%
  • 4

    Votes: 1 2.9%
  • 5+

    Votes: 2 5.9%

  • Total voters
    34
Second time i think i was 19, maybe 20. I had friends that went to school on the south side of town and back then before this heroin epidemic, that was a super nice part of town. Rich kids everywhere. Parties were fucking awesome. I went to a party with my friends who went to school out there. Didnt know nobody there except the few friends i had there. We're all playing beer pong and bullshitting then the dude who lived there was like "hey can yall keep it down? My roommates trying to sleep and he just got done having brain surgery yesterday."

Naturally im like "wtf are you doing having a party then?" but i just keep it to myself. I bring up to my friends that its crazy that theres a dude recovering from brain surgery in the other room and hes the same age as we are. They go into the story and i guess he had tumors on his brain and they went in there and removed them, but prior to the surgery he was acting really unlike himself and had some sort of outburst that caused him to go to the hospital and get all these tests done until they finally found the tumors. Night goes on. We get shitfaced.

We're all outside in the backyard of this apartment complex and aint shit but trees and grass and a fire we started out there. We all had to piss so we go to the back of the building and start pissing on the wall/grass. I didnt realize it, but there was a window like a couple feet away from where me and my friend were standing. Everyone starts walking away, then we hear "WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!!" coming from inside the apartment. We keep walking. Out of nowhere this dude with a bandaged up head comes out and sees my friend and yells "HEY!". The 3 of us turn around.

"Did you just piss on my window??" he screams at my friend. My friends and i are shitfaced at this point and think its kind of funny. The one friend he was talking to is cracking jokes just being a jackass so dude gets in his face and pushes him. I step up, just trying to diffuse the situation and dude looks at me, reaches behind him, and pulls a pistol out of his pants and puts it right in my face. I sobered up almost immediately lol. My friends start diffusing the situation telling him to chill and hes screaming at us pointing the gun in everyones face like "You think i wont fucking shoot you?!" then lets 2 off in the air.

Im practically deaf at this point and his screaming is super muffled and hes continuing to talk shit to us about how we pissed on his window and im just thinking to myself If i died or got shot because of this bullshit i was gonna be super pissed lmao. Someone had called the cops though and they arrived after maybe 5 minutes of dude coming outside and as soon as the dude saw cop lights he took off into the woods and cops got the story from people around the fire and went in there looking for him and found him.

Shit was fucking crazy and we were all stumbling drunk so there wasnt shit we could do and no coordination to take the gun away from him or anything lmao.
 
Been held at gun point by the narcs

I don't know if this counts and how it works in other cities but when a niggas say

"you know what... Hold up I'll be right back"

You better be gone by the time he gets back
 
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In high school after work, wed chill in the parking lot and shoot the shit. This car rolls up and these two dudes jump out and start talkin to us. Both completely haaaammered. We not really engaging them too much, just quick answers. The passenger starts gettin mad talking about we think were funny and all this other shit and points a pistol at us. He starts screaming about he dont care if he dies today and we can go with him blah blah blah.......the neeeeeeext day at work, all of us from the night before get told we gotta go to the police station. Apparently after those mfs sped off from us they hit a tree. Driver died and the passenger was on his way out. We had to give statements and all kinds of shit....and we couldnt chill in the parking lot after work anymore
 
I don't see an "I'm from Detroit" option, so I guess I gotta go with 5+

You ain't never lied.
I've never had guns directly pointed at me but I've been shot at least 6 times. Not once did I have anything to do with it, twice it was in Southwest.
Was at a club downtown where a nigga got killed right after it let out. God has been watching over me because I've been exposed to some shit.

Was at a house party in Southwest think I was like 19 at the time. Anyway I guess none of the ladies was feeling this one guy was there. He was going around talking to every girl there but the wasn't fuckin with him.
Nigga got aggy and went to the car. We all know what that could mean but mfers not thinking nothing of it, I'm having a good time with a chick on the front porch.

This nigga comes down the street and does a drive by with a gotdamn shotty. I push oh girl to ground and we just laying down on the porch as he letting them bitches off.

After about 5 or 6 shots he pulls off. The house is fucked up holes everywhere. I didn't ask no questions. Oh girl was good, I was good, my niggas was good and we got the fuck on. It could've been bad because it was only about 30-40 feet from street. Still just enough distance to get fucked up.

Crazy thing is I had a buck shot lodged in my shoulder from that incident, literally had no idea. I go home and go to sleep. I get up the next morning to take a shower and I take my shirt off and I just so happen to look at my shoulder . It's a silver ball about half way in my skin. My first thought was "this is the nastiest fucking pimple I have ever seen, what the fuck is this?!”

I try to pop it like a dumbass and the buck falls into the sink and there's a scoop of skin missing. Then it dawned on me, "Oh shit I got shot at last night". Honestly don't know how it happened because there was no hole in my shirt.
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You ain't never lied.
I've never had guns directly pointed at me but I've been shot at least 6 times. Not once did I have anything to do with it, twice it was in Southwest.
Was at a club downtown where a nigga got killed right after it let out. God has been watching over me because I've been exposed to some shit.

Was at a house party in Southwest think I was like 19 at the time. Anyway I guess none of the ladies was feeling this one guy was there. He was going around talking to every girl there but the wasn't fuckin with him.
Nigga got aggy and went to the car. We all know what that could mean but mfers not thinking nothing of it, I'm having a good time with a chick on the front porch.

This nigga comes down the street and does a drive by with a gotdamn shotty. I push oh girl to ground and we just laying down on the porch as he letting them bitches off.

After about 5 or 6 shots he pulls off. The house is fucked up holes everywhere. I didn't ask no questions. Oh girl was good, I was good, my niggas was good and we got the fuck on. It could've been bad because it was only about 30-40 feet from street. Still just enough distance to get fucked up.

Crazy thing is I had a buck shot lodged in my shoulder from that incident, literally had no idea. I go home and go to sleep. I get up the next morning to take a shower and I take my shirt off and I just so happen to look at my shoulder . It's a silver ball about half way in my skin. My first thought was "this is the nastiest fucking pimple I have ever seen, what the fuck is this?!”

I try to pop it like a dumbass and the buck falls into the sink and there's a scoop of skin missing. Then it dawned on me, "Oh shit I got shot at last night". Honestly don't know how it happened because there was no hole in my shirt.
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Damn, the way you started it off it reminded me of a house party where this chick I knew from high school, Niambi, was killed.

https://pilotonline.com/news/local/...cle_227a7fdf-2e1e-53ad-8232-ca4e763bdfb0.html

"... Nearly 30 years ago, I was covering the police beat in Detroit when Niambi Kumasi was shot dead. The 17-year-old girl, so full of potential and promise, was an innocent bystander in a shooting similar to Craig’s.

Kumasi was a high school honor student. She was devoted to her studies and rarely attended parties. But she’d gone out that night with a friend, and was at a home when rival drug dealers exchanged shots. Court records said Kumasi was hit three times, including a fatal bullet that struck her in the head...
"

We both went to Mumford, she was a '91, I came out in '90. She wasn't in honors, she was in the Merit program like I was, a step beyond honors and AP. Niambi was cool as shit, genuinely good peoples, and cute as hell too. I was at EMU when the shit happened. My roommate opened up the paper the morning after like "Dude... didn't you go to Mumford? Did you know a girl named Niambi Kumasi?" When I said "yeah, why?" He just looked at me and stared for a sec and said "Dude... she was killed last night". Shit fucked me all up. Of all the people I knew she would have been one of the last you would think would die from gunfire, but that's how it happened; at a house party, but not in the southwest, but the northwest near 8 mile and Schaefer.
 
There are a lot of ppl from the D on this site huh? I was born there but raised in GA.

In Detroit, a known thief in the hood got papped up.shots were loud, across the street and something ricocheted off my window seal.Close enough.


Got robbed on my birthday in GA. Niggas had choppas.Russian shit.i had $40 in ones so I threw them hoes down and it looked like a lot so the nigga didn't checc me.just picced it up.my partna tho was with me and they checced his pockets for loot.
 
There are a lot of ppl from the D on this site huh? I was born there but raised in GA.

In Detroit, a known thief in the hood got papped up.shots were loud, across the street and something ricocheted off my window seal.Close enough.


Got robbed on my birthday in GA. Niggas had choppas.Russian shit.i had $40 in ones so I threw them hoes down and it looked like a lot so the nigga didn't checc me.just picced it up.my partna tho was with me and they checced his pockets for loot.

Whaddup Detroit fam. Yeah, there's a few of us on here.
 
How far is Detroit from Canada?

Im wondering if any Canadian or UK posters ever faced gunplay
 
Tha D is a hop skip from Canada. Theres a tunnel and a bridge that connects Detroit to Windsor.

Im sure plenty Canadian brethren have been treated to a cold Detroit welcome
 
How far is Detroit from Canada?

Im wondering if any Canadian or UK posters ever faced gunplay



This far.

Plenty of Canadians have been on the business end of a gun while visiting, working, or "handling business" in Detroit. As far as a lot of Detroiters are concerned, Windsor Ontario is the suburb of Tha D where the drinking age is 19 and chicks can walk around topless.
 
This reminds me of a time Canadian customs pulled up on me.

Was going over to Windosr, with my girl at the time. It was mad crowded in the tunnel and look like they were sending everybody to customs for inspection. So I wasn't surprised when they sent me over there.

Mind you, there's no where to park and cars are backed up. I had an Expedition so I'm tryin to move this big shit outta the way because I'm blocking shit. So I slowly start moving to the left while trying to find a place to park it. All of a sudden, I here this loud ass whistle and turn around to see all these agents running outta the building strapped up. They flank me on all sides, yellin and shit. My girl screamin and shit. I'm like wtf is wrong with yall?

They tell me to shut the vehicle off. I do, then they asking me all these questions, I tell them that I was just trying to find a place to park. Then they tell me to start the car and follow them. Shit was crazy as hell. They searched both of us at gun point, the whole whip, under the hood and everything.
Upon leaving, this over zealous ass agent runs up talking bout some "Hey, next time, respect my country" with her wack ass Canadian accent.
I looked her straight in the eyes and told her "fuck yo country!" and walked off. I turned around and went back home. Was a long time before I went back. Ended up getting detained on the way back home that next time. lol
 
This reminds me of a time Canadian customs pulled up on me.

Was going over to Windosr, with my girl at the time. It was mad crowded in the tunnel and look like they were sending everybody to customs for inspection. So I wasn't surprised when they sent me over there.

Mind you, there's no where to park and cars are backed up. I had an Expedition so I'm tryin to move this big shit outta the way because I'm blocking shit. So I slowly start moving to the left while trying to find a place to park it. All of a sudden, I here this loud ass whistle and turn around to see all these agents running outta the building strapped up. They flank me on all sides, yellin and shit. My girl screamin and shit. I'm like wtf is wrong with yall?

They tell me to shut the vehicle off. I do, then they asking me all these questions, I tell them that I was just trying to find a place to park. Then they tell me to start the car and follow them. Shit was crazy as hell. They searched both of us at gun point, the whole whip, under the hood and everything.
Upon leaving, this over zealous ass agent runs up talking bout some "Hey, next time, respect my country" with her wack ass Canadian accent.
I looked her straight in the eyes and told her "fuck yo country!" and walked off. I turned around and went back home. Was a long time before I went back. Ended up getting detained on the way back home that next time. lol

Fam, me and my ex used to carry knives on us, I kept a blue balisong on me at all times and she had this small push knife in a leather holster on her keychain. She also had a lil cannister of pepper spray on her keys and I had a pointed, aluminum kubotan on mine. Shit is second nature for us, we never used to think about any of that shit, it just went with us by default. We used to go to Casino Windsor all the time and never once thought about crossing the border with this stuff on us. We went to the casino one weekend like we always did and we pull up to the booth the muhfucka kept asking us about weapons, then had us pull off to the side. Two agents come out, have us get out of the car, and check the ride over: nothing in the car. They had us empty my pockets and her lil purse on the hood, we pull everything out. As soon as my knife hit the hood one of the agents drew down on me, her keys hit the hood and they saw her knife and pepper spray and the other one draws her gun and they call for more agents. Now we got a grip of these muhfuckas outside with guns on us patting us down, asking questions and alladat. Come to find out pepper spray was highly illegal in Canada and both of our knives were banned in the country. After some more questions the shit got calm and they gave us an option: Go back through the tunnel, get rid of the weapons and we can come back across. One dude explained that even if the knives were legal, the pepper spray would require a hazmat team to come from somewhere else in Ontario to dispose of it properly.

We went back through the tunnel, stashed everything under the spare tire, switched drivers, and rolled back across and went right through.
 
For y’all Detroit folks how is it there for tourist? I have never been but would like to visit. What can I do there with my wife and be safe lol
 
For y’all Detroit folks how is it there for tourist? I have never been but would like to visit. What can I do there with my wife and be safe lol

Everything. Just don't disrespect Tha D and you're good; just like any other city.
There's a lot to see and do in Detroit proper and in the surrounding suburbs.
 
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