X-Lax: What you bumpin' inta me fo'?
Juan Shan: Dawg, I just be tryin' to get home, ya feel me?
X-Lax: I ain't feelin' nothin' from you, ******. Get yo' ass on da ground.
Juan Shan: Is you out yo' mind, ******? **** dat.
A single swing, if circumstances weren't they way they are, would have had Juan Shan killed on the spot. However, the OG, X-Lax, was on his way back to his apartment to deal with his prostitutes. In any case, the punch connects with the mouth of the OG. He staggers backwards. With a smile on his face, he wipes the blood away from his bottom lip and delivers a rather large back hand. Juan's head tilts backwards as he goes airborne and lands on his back on the cold concrete. As fast as possible, Shan pulls himself to his feet.
X-Lax: You got somethin' to say now, bitch? Huh!? You got somethin' to say now!?
Juan Shan: If it be a fight you want, I could give dat **** to you, dawg. But don't play like a lil' dude ain't got no scrap in his ass, ya heard me?
X-Lax: Well if you 'bout dat den step up to da plate, fool.
Enough with the trash talk. Juan delivers a quick blow to the sternum of the OG, doubling him over for the moment. A simple, yet effective, knee to the noggin splits the forehead of X-Lax, dropping him in the middle of the street. Juan continues to kick at him to add the salt to the wounds.
Juan Shan: You had **** to say, I had **** to spew, ya feel me? And now you on da ground!
The loud blare of sirens can be heard as blue and red flashing lights near closer to the corner. Grabbing the gold and platinum necklace of the OG, Juan Shan dives behind the nearest set of bushes. The squad car skids as it comes to a halt. Two officers get out of the vehicle and point their guns at X-Lax, who had been on the run for a short while for skipping court.
Officer Evilholy: Yeah... we got 'em.
Officer Allkill: Yeah... except... taking him in would involve doing something. And I don't feel like it...
They shrug their shoulders and place themselves back in to the squad car and leave the scene.
Juan Shan: Whew! Dat **** was close as ****!
Wavy lines again, here. Now, Juan Shan, Playboy, Christy, and Tiffany are standing in a circle.
Playboy: That story was such crap...
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