My sons mother tried to get me murdered by Billy Danze and a crew of some other obvious MOP members who don’t rap in Brooklyn in early 2000….
They were walking in front of her cousins Jeep…he was driving, she was in tha passenger seat and I was in tha backseat…Danze hit my bm wit’ tha “Yooo…what’s good ma?!?!” She turns around talmbout “You heard that nigga tryin’ to holla at me?! You bout to let him disrespect YOU?!”
I told her I was in tha backseat and if anybody got disrespected it was her cousin…they didn’t know WE was together…
Smooooov ducked tha smoke….