Livin’ Large In County

Why not live large while you’re in County? All yo’ homies will be eating that simple grule, drinking water, while you are fucking with the White Lightning, getting rocked off your ass! Sleep with that shit like a baby or like a bitch, it will keep you warm. The next day, you’ll be shittin’ like a mother fucker, but you’ll be getting your swerve on mang with a sweatsock! That’s what’s poppin’. Gutter Style.

I Blame Hip Hop

I thought that the Soulja Boy fad was over. Apparently shawty has been sippin’ a little too much of the sizzurp, because girlfriend is straight trippin’! I like it how the old lady isn’t even phased, and then the young guy just straight rips her weave off. Where’s my hat?

I BLAME HIP HOP! Set a better example will you. That’s a grown woman and she’s solving a problem doing the Soulja Boy dance. What will they think of next, Crumping while fixing your car?

Insane in the Membrane

Now check out lil’ homey here. He says I don’t care if I’m Too $hort (no, really too short), or I have some kind of weird appendage where there is supposed to be an arm. Hell, I don’t even care if I’m bumping Hip Hop Black people hate. Whateva, Whateva, I do what I want! I’m gonna show you good people what I’m all about. I’m a dancer damn it, look at me go. Good for him, it’s either doing the crazy Hip Hop dance thing, or just applying to be a stand in on one of those Leprechaun movies. That’s what’s poppin’.

Thug Life

Check out baby boy. He’s seven years old, and he wants to live the Thug Life like Tupac, Biggie, Eazy Muthafuckin’ E, or better yet, Iceberg Slim. The best part is that he just wanted to cruise in a tricked out four wheel drive, roll on Dubs, and smoke cigarettes with his boy. Why do kids in the Ghetto feel they have to drive so early? Can’t they just stick to those miniature motorcycles?

Aunt Dolores Is At It Again

I told Aunt Dolores to lay off the Boone’s Farm, but she wouldn’t listen! She know’s what’s poppin’. There are some barbecue’s goin’ on in the ghetto son, goin’ on. You get you some ribs, some charcoal, some dranks, and you got yourself a backyard party. Let the fighting and grinding begin. Get it girl, go on. My man in the red is all shy, then hams it up for the camera. You know he hit that later after about 6 Knotty Heads.

Plight of the Big Booty Girl

Gurlz, youknowwhutwesayin? They don’t make jeans for the big booty ho girl ever. they only make jeans for the skinny ass bitch who your baby’s daddy is now dating banging. We’re tired of it ladies. What’s a girl to do? Thank the lord for this instructional video.

The Ghetto Loves Them Some Freestyle Battles

Ok, this was passed on to us by a fan. Where the hell do we start on this one? First off, we’ll dub this the “Short Bus Battle”. The GZA is flipping shit because they stole his song name for their show first off. Secondly, who’s envious about a rapper who still brings a Juice Box to high school? He should change his name from ENVY to Corky. It is way more fitting. Thirdly, the clear winner, Eli, just straight murders his retarded rap. His opening verse just cuts short, and whether he is in a Paxil induced brain fart, or just thinks that’s all he has to say, it’s right on point. Two observations though, why all the homophobia? Like Rosie O’Donnel in a bisexual bridal shower? He already stepped out of the shade into the Gay parade? That’s some vicious stuff, for a guy who probably spends his days counting jelly beans in a jar. (We here at WPITG do not condone such homophobia) This is what we’re talking about: what’s poppin in the ghetto. Whether it be retarded freestyles, drug deals gone bad, or just plain everyday stuff, we’re here to help.