Showing posts with label hood rat shyt. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hood rat shyt. Show all posts

Thursday, July 30, 2009

Oh So Blue.

We all have that bird bitch from our hoods that makes us want to walk the opposite way when we see him or her. They are usually super loud talking and dressing, they stand bow-leg, talk with their hands, etc. Now, I give you Diamond (formerly of Crime Mob), a lil refined but a hood rat none the less.


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Monday, June 15, 2009

Girl, I Don't Think They Wana B Ur Friend.

Some mo' head rat shit.

I bet they were fighting over a dude too. So wack!

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