Gangsta-ass niggas come in all shapes and colors, some got killed in the past- But this gansta here is a smart one, he said fuck the “Compound” and he lasts

111  2018-08-02 by pashow84

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Real Muthafukkin’ Gs right there my nigga!!!!

“...And niggas always gotta highcap. Showin all his boys how he shot ‘em. But real gangsta ass niggas don’t flex nuts, ‘cause real gangsta ass niggas know they got ‘em.”

Now you tell me who the gangsta was out of the two... the nigga who always flexin for the gram, showing off his guns and cars, getting on the radio every day talkin bout how he gon shoot a nigga, but got his shit stole on by a bitch? Or the nigga that knows how to keep his public and private lives seperate, trains his bitch to stay out of the spotlight and keep her mouth shut, handles his finances With decorum and class like a boss should, and keeps his circle small making sure his niggas eat too?

Erbody already knew Jim been a lil sissy since day one. Punk nigga ain’t even in the conversation.

They're two guys that laugh on the phone for hours!

I have loved that song since Office Space came out and it was only last year that I found out one of the rappers is a midget.

/u/GeoffreyArnold is that you little fella?

Bushwick bill is a legend: “after I fucked her, check out what I did Slit her fuckin stomach and watched her squeal like a pig. Shit was gruesome g I couldn’t call it Cut off all her fingers and flushed em down the fuckin toilet”

Formerly known as Dr. Wolfgang Von Bushwickin the Barbarian Mother Funky Stay High Dollar Billster

muthafuggin bushwick bill double gunz cocksuckaas

look at those milkers.

There’s actually a clip where Patrice admires his nips and calls them delicious.

Where are my guys?

I sit alone in my 4 cotnered room staring at candles

Opie has more defined breasts than Patrice in this picture.

budding and blossoming

Those two gangstas killed a dog, Richard Jeni, Steve C, and a few others. Straight thugs. Philly Crew does NOT fawk around!

"I'm gonna grow a beard as a tribute to how my friend looked on his death bed... Boy did we howl on the phone all night"

Look at those righteous, muscular, chiseled pecs. Can even see them through his shirt! Such a boss.

Die in a horrible fire. Your fake opie love is sickening. With the comedic value of a pediatric cancer ward.

In that case it's a real knee slapper

You're a real street poet

And then I felt just like a fiend...

...it wasn't even close to Halloween