Post by James Morris on Jul 13, 2009 23:54:01 GMT -5
While chilllin' on the Grove, James gets a call from his friend, Trey
James:[/color] "What's up bruh?"
Trey: "There's some balla fool pushin' work on your turf man.."
James:[/color] "PLEAAASEEE.. No one is that stupid!"
Trey: "Dawg.. I'm lookin at him right now! Come and come quick before he makes another sell. the crackheads are flocking to him like vult.. Hello..?"
James had hung up the phone and hopped into his Impala to roll over where Trey had said the balla was slangin'. He felt underneath his seat for his pistol and pulled up on his lap. He speedin to the spot and when he gets the screeching of the tires sends the crackheads fleeing while the unsuspecting balla stands there oblivious to what is going on. James gets out the car and tucks the heat in his waistband
James:[/color] "Ay yo this GS turf homie, I'll give you a pass now buh.."
Before James could finish his sentence the Balla started shooting. The bullets missed their targets and James started shooting back. The Balla runs outta of ammo and starts running for the tracks. James hops back into his Impala to run him down. After a couple minutes of chase James hit the legs of the Balla. Now disoriented the kid trying to move but his legs won't let him.
Balla hustla: "C'mon man you said I get a pass!"
James:[/color] "That was before you started shooting me"
James pulls out his Chrome .44 and blasts the Balla right between the eyes. The sirens already blaring around in a far distance. James reaches in the ballas pants and finds a buck knife and $2000.00 dollars cash money. On the way back to the car, James picks up the fallen ballas 9mm pistol. James speeds off to a safer area where he can lay low till the heat calms down
END
Asking for:
- 2,000 Dollars
- Weapon: Buck Knife
- Weapon: 9mm Pistol
James:[/color]
James:[/color] "What's up bruh?"
Trey: "There's some balla fool pushin' work on your turf man.."
James:[/color] "PLEAAASEEE.. No one is that stupid!"
Trey: "Dawg.. I'm lookin at him right now! Come and come quick before he makes another sell. the crackheads are flocking to him like vult.. Hello..?"
James had hung up the phone and hopped into his Impala to roll over where Trey had said the balla was slangin'. He felt underneath his seat for his pistol and pulled up on his lap. He speedin to the spot and when he gets the screeching of the tires sends the crackheads fleeing while the unsuspecting balla stands there oblivious to what is going on. James gets out the car and tucks the heat in his waistband
James:[/color] "Ay yo this GS turf homie, I'll give you a pass now buh.."
Before James could finish his sentence the Balla started shooting. The bullets missed their targets and James started shooting back. The Balla runs outta of ammo and starts running for the tracks. James hops back into his Impala to run him down. After a couple minutes of chase James hit the legs of the Balla. Now disoriented the kid trying to move but his legs won't let him.
Balla hustla: "C'mon man you said I get a pass!"
James:[/color] "That was before you started shooting me"
James pulls out his Chrome .44 and blasts the Balla right between the eyes. The sirens already blaring around in a far distance. James reaches in the ballas pants and finds a buck knife and $2000.00 dollars cash money. On the way back to the car, James picks up the fallen ballas 9mm pistol. James speeds off to a safer area where he can lay low till the heat calms down
END
Asking for:
- 2,000 Dollars
- Weapon: Buck Knife
- Weapon: 9mm Pistol
James:[/color]