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?