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« on: January 25, 2008, 08:56:51 pm »
In a PA ghetto, Cham and his fishs are eating pizza
Cham: Mmm good pizza fo sho
Mystro: Yeh ------, this wolfs good
Sturm walks through the door
Molo: Waddup holms?
Sturm: Sup mah nig? Look, I got some gear need taken to Shifty Man in Bullovard Street, he want's Cham to go
Cham: Yo why me?
Sturm: Yo it's cool, i'll be with you, get yourself strapped and we'll be flyin
Cham grabs his 9mm and follows Sturm out the door
Icequeen: Goodbye Romeo
Cham: Bye bitch
Upon driving to Bullovard street the police car follows them and orders them to pull over
Cham: wolf's tigered up yo
Sturm: It's cool, ace the cop when he comes round
Cham gets his 9mm ready
Kyle: Step out of the car please
Cham shoots Kyle wounding him. Out of nowhere Jordonias and Gebus appear and start firing
at Cham hitting him in the arm
Cham: Ahhhh... Sturm man nig help me
Sturm: ...
Jordonias: Bitch ass ------ get the tiger out
Gebus looks at Kyle seeing he's in bad shape, but alive
Gebus: Hey? He tigered up Kyle
Jordonias: tigering ------, you're gonna get tigered up
Gebus and Jordonias drag Cham out the car and beat him for a while
Gebus: Thank's Sturm, go back to the precinct where you'll be safe
Cham: You set me up mothertigerer, goddamm snitch, you are DEAD!
Days pass... Cham's whereabout are unknown, as are Sturm's. Back at the Ghetto they are getting worried
Icequeen: Yo? Think mah Ceaser is dead?
Molo: Bitch tiger no
Icequeen: Don't go trippin on me
Molo: We'll go look for him and Sturm
Mystro: wolf's tigered up yo, we'll go to the G-unit and Pink Pimp wiggas for help
Molo: Shiat dogg, I aint talkin to no gringos
Icequeen: I want mah Romeo back ------
Mystro: She's right fo sho, we need out homeboi back
Molo: Ok dawg, whatever, let's get it done
3 blocks away the G-unit and Pink Pimps are seeing who is better
Rokhan:
I been doin this for ages
No need to read pages
Beginner like yo
Just another tigerin foo
Call yourself pink?
You're gone in a blink
G-unit crowd: Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Yaaaaaaaaaaaa
Muffin Man:
Yo yo, think you're 50-cent?
You'll be getting spent
Cheap G-unit
Take your words and use it
Mothatigera pink fo life
Yo need yo wife
Pink Pimp crowd: Yayyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
The wiggers fall silent for a moment when the local Ghetto walk in
Molo: Yo ------, we're lookin for our homeboi
Rokhan: Yo mean Cham? Da ------ busted by Sturm? Yo know he was snitched on right?
Mystro: Mother tigerer, I tigering knew it
Icequeen: I want my Romeo back
Muffin Man: Yo bitch? Get yourselves all strapped, we'll help you. AK-47's fo sho
They advance towards the local run-down precinct
Molo: Come out come out
Jordonias (shouting): tiger you
Molo: We gangstas gonna be keep waitin and waitin and waitin... and put a bullet in all yo asses
The doors open. Jord and Gebus walk out unnarmed
Jord: Yo better not be hurtin, ------s
Mystro: We ain't hurtin yo, we want our homeboi back
Gebus: Inside
Muffin and Rokhan point their AK's at them while they lie on the floor
Meanwhile inside the precinct
Molo: Cham? Where are ya mah fishh?
Cham: Over here, cell block 2
Mystro: Yo you look pretty tigered up ------
Cham: This wolf ain't good yo
Icequeen opens the cell-door
Icequeen: Oh mah Ceaser, I missed you honey
Cham: Oh Ice, I love you. Now where's Sturm? We gonna teach that mofo a lesson
After a very short search they come accross him locked in another cell
Molo: Yo disabayed the 3 "D's." Dishonour, disloyal and disrespect ------
Sturm: Wait wait I can...
*BANG*
Blood from Sturm's now-Kadaver is splatted against the wall
Mystro: Bitch ass mother tigerer
Mystro spits on him and they leave the building
Rokhan: Waddup yo?
Cham: We gonna put weight on black, keep up yo wangsta rapping white boi
Muffin: We aren't that bad, are we? I have a new one, I think it was written by someone called "Fuhror" or something
Molo: Ok, let's hear it
Rokhan: Yo yo yo waddup unix? Scriptkiddie in da house, i'm so elite yo
Cham, Molo, Mystro and Ice all look at each other in a confused way
Mystro: Keep trying... one day you might... just might hit gold mah nig
Muffin Man: Respect yo
The gangsters drive away in their Seville with Jord and Gebus' personal crack stash
Molo: Happy ending yo
Cham: Fo sho dawg
Mystro: Shiiiiit, you two gonna get married yo, we'll be there
Ice: Word homie
THE END!