Post by Craig Dillard on Jun 11, 2010 7:44:51 GMT -5
Marc and Lil were sitting on the steps of Lil's house in Grove Street, and drinking beer. Trey came, pulled his Remington over, and gave two spray cans to each of them.
Marc: Paint? What are we tagging?
Trey: We're givin' the message to that Balla motherfuckers. We're gonna tag all over Idlewood.
Lil: That's fine by me, homie. Let's go.
They drove to Idlewood and began tagging everything: houses, buildings, fences...but soon they spent their paint. However, they thought it's enough.
Lil: It's okay. Next time let's bring thrice as double!
A gang of five Ballas saw them, and began walking towards them.
Balla 1: Hey what the fuck are you cats doing here? Why the fuck did you paint your hood, huh?
Trey: And what do ya think, huh, bitch? You Balla ass niggaz, Grove Street fucked you up, and now we gonna finish you.
They killed the Ballas, and picked their pockets. They were full of drug money, and they found $3,000 in total. Trey took the money to help him build up the gang.
Marc: Hey let's get something to eat. I'm fuckin' starvin'.
Marc: Paint? What are we tagging?
Trey: We're givin' the message to that Balla motherfuckers. We're gonna tag all over Idlewood.
Lil: That's fine by me, homie. Let's go.
They drove to Idlewood and began tagging everything: houses, buildings, fences...but soon they spent their paint. However, they thought it's enough.
Lil: It's okay. Next time let's bring thrice as double!
A gang of five Ballas saw them, and began walking towards them.
Balla 1: Hey what the fuck are you cats doing here? Why the fuck did you paint your hood, huh?
Trey: And what do ya think, huh, bitch? You Balla ass niggaz, Grove Street fucked you up, and now we gonna finish you.
They killed the Ballas, and picked their pockets. They were full of drug money, and they found $3,000 in total. Trey took the money to help him build up the gang.
Marc: Hey let's get something to eat. I'm fuckin' starvin'.