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Hood Stories Cypher


Low said: "[QUOTE=Fillie Duz It]Heres a hood tale, the night I was out on bail/ I was facin' some petty charges threatinin' my ass wit jail/ it was around eleven o' clock, when the door bell rang/ I was up stairs wit my chica, beatin' it out the frame/ im like fuck it keep goin, then it went on for a half hour/ through on my dickies, opened the door a bouqet of flowers/ took em up stairs, like what the fuck is this?/ she said I dont know, im like shit lets have some kids/ went at it again, then the door bell sounds again/ walked down butt-ass, nobody there again/ by the time I went back, I heard noises in my room/ dashin' up the stairs, talkin' like zoom zoom zoom/ flung open the door, two mo bitches wit my bitch/ one suckin' toes the other eatin' up the clit/ im like holy shit, my fantasy right at my brink/ my girl says happy birthday baby told ya id fufill ya dreams/[/QUOTE] that bar is fuckin sick."

Krucial said: "4-unlimited bars of yor own lil story"

Krucial said: "my life involves hoes n drugs,fuck u pay me ima goodfella,n my motivated hustlers is crazy here goes a tale,bout me in da hood dis 1 nite on haloween,shots broke out on site i panic'd a lil bit,grabbed my jeans cuz my 9 was tucked in,in case shit got mean bullets flyin evrywere,dis dude gotta ak-47 i pulld my 9 out,witta ticket 2 heaven cocked it back,now im gittin anxious im scared 2 death,but i gotta aim this locked my target,da dude wit da heavy weapon i popped him in his chest,n poppd agin at his mid section i panic'd again,lookin 4 detecs heard syrens,didnt kno wut 2 do next all i can do,was start hittin it i aint neva comin 2 dis block agin,not even kickin it"

Krucial said: "it was a late~scene,bout midnight-shit was cra~zy i was high off weed- so im la~zy,thinkin cant no 1 fade~me i had beef,but 4 sum reason i forgot~about~dat a car rolled up,n bullets shot~up~out~gats i duckd n rolled,thought 2 myself dat i was finishd i ran in sum back yards,my mind on endin dees dudes existence but unlucky 4 me,i aint never saw dem dudes yet~again true story,fuckin dudes sisters sumthin ill never regret~again"

Fillie Duz It said: "Heres a hood tale, the night I was out on bail/ I was facin' some petty charges threatinin' my ass wit jail/ it was around eleven o' clock, when the door bell rang/ I was up stairs wit my chica, beatin' it out the frame/ im like fuck it keep goin, then it went on for a half hour/ through on my dickies, opened the door a bouqet of flowers/ took em up stairs, like what the fuck is this?/ she said I dont know, im like shit lets have some kids/ went at it again, then the door bell sounds again/ walked down butt-ass, nobody there again/ by the time I went back, I heard noises in my room/ dashin' up the stairs, talkin' like zoom zoom zoom/ flung open the door, two mo bitches wit my bitch/ one suckin' toes the other eatin' up the clit/ im like holy shit, my fantasy right at my brink/ my girl says happy birthday baby told ya id fufill ya dreams/"