
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.


Monday, June 15, 2009
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