The thing I love most about sports is the fire of competition! If kids don’t learn anything from playin’ the games they should take away the desire to compete everyday!! If they don’t, they’ve completely wasted their time. One of the beautiful things about growin’ up in the hood playin’ sports is the fact that “most” kids learn how to talk trash and that’s the edited version.
LaVar Ball has perfected the art of talkin’ a good game but he flunked the course on who to talk it to. The dun jumped out of the birthday butt naked foamin’ at the mouth talkin’ crazy to Jordan, Barkley and Shaq among others. However, Shaq ain’t bout to play with him though!!! Ole boy went into the studio and did a diss record directed at ole dull LaVar for jumpin’ out into the middle of the street durin’ rush hour traffic. Check it out:
Let’s keep it real or all the way 100, whichever comes 1st! He got at him like a G is supposed to. LaVar has to know who to talk that foolishness to and who not to go after right? How do you fix your mouth to talk reckless to a dun about hoopin’ that actually hooped at the highest level and is a freakin’ Hall of Famer with four NBA titles with his jersey retired and a darn statue sittin’ out in front of Staples Center??? Not to mention that he went after the GOAT himself. But that’s another discussion all to itself.
C’mon bruh!! If you’ve never played at that level you can’t talk trash to anyone at that level and you sure can’t go after the cats at the very top!! You better go after all the parents at Daddy Ball. That’s like a dun that has never even signed a record deal or even recorded his own album independently goin’ after Jay-Z. It makes no sense!!!
So Shaq cut him up like a filet mignon, tapped him on the butt and sent him to the crib. Great stuff Shaq and stop me when I start lyin’!
1) Dun: noun – the person in question, dude, guy, etc. It’s whoever I’m talkin’ about and its non-gender specific.
The G is excluded from the endings of all words because the G is near and dear to my heart because I’m from “The G” which is Gary, Indiana. So I only use the G when I’m talkin’ about “The G!”
The caption under the photo isn’t real but its real talk!