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Well it was straight barbarism in Charlotte on Wednesday night bruh! For all of you simple minded individuals that don’t know what barbarism is, it’s the absence of culture and civilization. It’s the presence of extreme cruelty or brutality. In other words playboy, it was ghetto mayhem!
Just 48 hours after the ole dull Bobcats got baptized by LeBron’s 61 they went to work on the Indiana Pacers 109-87. That’s what happens when a boy takes a dun lightly and then shows up in his crib unprepared to fight for what belongs to him.
Let’s keep it real or all the way 100, whichever 1st! The Pacers pulled up in Charlotte with all of the windows down, the sounds bumpin’, hollerin’ at broads walking down the street and got hit up at the light. Al Jefferson and the boyz didn’t waste any time going in on the ride in the first quarter. They put 28 in the grill before boyz could get there joints from under the seats. By the time Vogel’s and Co. got a shot off it was 28-8 and the duns from Charlotte had their new Jordan’s and the ole school snatch out heading the other way.
Al Jefferson put 34 into the middle of the ride and just threw ole dull car sittin’ Roy Hibbert out into the street. As much as Roy hates gettin’ out of the car in the mist of crisis, Al wasn’t having it playboy. The 7’2” Hibbert squirmed around for a minute but never put up a fight and only gave the fellas 4 freakin’ points.
At some point they’re gonna stop messin’ with him like that. It makes no sense in having him in the ride if he’s not gonna get it in. George Hill came out of the passenger side on these boyz and unloaded 17 while Evan turner jumped out of the driver seat and put 22 in a boy. The Don Dada Mr. #BornReady himself came out of the back seat with his usual 12! Even ole Chris Copeland came off of the hump in the middle of the back seat and gave ‘em 11. The problem is, they all must have been using some ole dull .22 joints. You gotta be right on top of a boy for those joints to do any type of damage.
Now Paul George only gave ‘em 2 points but he swears that he was sore that’s why he went 0-9. He’s normally consistent so he gets a pass playboy. Every now and then you can be dull. But Roy seems to be dull more often than not here lately and that’s a problem.
Look here pimpin’, you’re famous now! You can’t just show up in a duns town rolling like you used to. You’ve got the best record in the league now. That’s means that you’re platinum and everybody wants a piece of you. You can’t go in McDonald’s in the Haughville with a Presidential Rolex on. You can’t stop over at Lil’ Elbow nem’s crib and shoot dice in the projects in the V12. You can’t bruh! Why? Because boyz are gunnin’ for you now.
You gotta move Big Momma out of the hood regardless of how bad she wants to stay. Why? Because everybody ain’t happy that you’re famous playa. So that’s why you can show up in Charlotte and get the breaks beat off of you by some duns that are accustomed to being the victim.
Boyz better wake up because they’re about to roll through Texas this weekend and everybody down there carries a gun. The homies in the Third Ward in Houston caught LeBron and Co. sleepin’ on Tuesday and cats in Dallas have been known to shoot first and never ask questions later. I’m just sayin’ and stop me when I start lyin’!
Holla At Ya Boy!
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