I ride by (by) so eff a drive (by)…

1 thing about a playa

Welcome To The Family

Dilla feat Common and D’Angelo So Far To Go

Phonte (of Little Brother fame) is giving up porn? Hahahahahahahahaha

Snoop Dogg feat Pharrell - Vato…..uh oh eses….

Damn L.O…..keep your head up

We got STORIES people:

Just seen Marvin Harrison in the wawa near downtown.. Was ordering a hoagie on
the lil touchscreen beside this bad indian joint.. He said something real wild
about what she was gon put in her bun.. She doesn’t watch the nfl nor is she
from the city.. So she brushed it.. This sweaty construction worker runs up on
him “aww eighty eight you’re my son’s favorite player”

He hits him with the obligatory “that’s what’s up thanks”. (Vito calls up his
son to speak to Marv but he refuses. Rightfully so. His phone was dripping with
a honest day’s work full of 9 to 5 man’s sweat.) So he focuses back on the
screen.. So the chick looks up (they aint outsourcing customer service issues to
them for nothing).. She’s got her mind right, or at least I think so.. (I’m
thinking she’s tryna get chose) and maybe she was in her “no sacred roast beef”
kinda way..

Their eyes connect again.. And then as soon as she’s able to get out the words:
” soooo how long have you played for the Sixers, do you know Allen Iverson?”
Boom!!!! Somebody’s Me-Ma (I’m guessing his) jumps outta nowhere..

“Light mayo boy! They don’t know what that means but imma watch him while they
make my sam’mich”.. Had the 1999 E-V-E blond curly fro and all. This must have
scared the indian girl cuz she paid for her cattle-less hoaghie and bounced.� As
I scrounge up enough change to purchase something to drink , I think..

“This dude is my size maybe a little shorter.. I’m like five younger than dude.
Maybe a lil HGH, some flaxseed oil.. Naaaah. I missed my chance to get mad
change thrown at me .. (Well at least for playing a sport..)

Because as I’m staring at this whole event go down.. Hot frustrated customers
behind and all, I realize I’m holding up the line and ReQuida has had her hand
out for more than twenty seconds.

She does her best Peyton Manning impression and option pitches my coin to the
side and says “Next!”.

As I scramble to recover my coveted coins between “sips” of water, I
sarcastically say aloud (to no avail).. “Damn Marv woulda caught that”..

Vito looks at me and says “you aint lying”.� The moral of the story is “Get’cha
change up”.

-Vad

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